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Day Six

favourite super hero and why

This is a really hard one for me as I don't really have a favourite super hero in particular. I really enjoy super hero comics, TV shows, movies etc but don't have one particular one that I identify with. I guess I prefer stories where ordinary people do extraordinary things. I did very much enjoy and identify with Kick Ass and cried in the bit where he is defending the one guy from the three other guys  (probably because I wish someone had stopped my husband from being attacked by two guys. See my other blog about a scary day over at its-me-tif.tumblr.com)


Guy: The fuck is wrong with you, man? You'd rather die for some piece of shit that you don't even fucking know?

Dave Lizewski: The three assholes, laying into one guy while everybody else watches? And you wanna know what's wrong with me? Yeah, I'd rather die... so bring it on!


So like Dave Lizewski in Kick Ass I believe that everyone has the power to be a super hero in our every day lives. Doctors and nurses that save and care for the sick, injured, weak and feeble are super heroes. The police and fireman who protect us by putting their lives on the line every day are super heroes. People who find a way to go on after terrible loss and tragedy are super heroes. Single mums like my beautiful mother and the amazing Ally who raise their kids with love and happiness despite hard times and having to be everything to their children while having no one to help make the hard decisions are super heroes. All parents who raise their kids to be kind to others, believe in themselves and be happy are super heroes. My husband who stayed in a job he hated, a job that caused him panic attacks and anxiety because he wanted to provide for his family as best he could, he is a super hero.

My favourite super heroes are the ones with no powers other than the ability to be strong, brave, happy, loving, caring or kind. Super heroes are all around us!

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