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The New Reality

The New Reality

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Published by: Dan L White on Dec 01, 2010
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Issue 168, November 28, 2010From Homeschool HelpersIn association with Pass It On Ministries
By Dan L. White
Sometimes reality changes.I have played sports for decades. Not so much organized sports, just the playground variety. As a boy in West Virginia, I got off theschool bus at 4:30 every afternoon, immediately burst outside tosalvage what was left of the daylight and played ball. What kindof ball? All kinds, depending on the season. In the autumn, touchfootball was the game. In the winter, basketball ruled, eventhough we sometimes had to shovel snow off the remains of theold coal company store basement that we used as a court. And asthe weather got warmer again, we rotated to softball.Margie and I began playing tennis together before we weremarried and still do. That first year after our wedding, we lived inthe Midwest and when the weather got cold, we had to take upbasketball together. We have always had great fun doing thosesports and play hard and competitively with each other. To makeup for the male/female difference, I give her double points ineverything we play. At basketball she gets four points per basket,six for a three pointer. Tennis games go to eight points instead of four, and she gets two for each point won. Most of the time shewins, but I never, never give up.When our kids came along, about the age of six we shuffled eachof them right into the basketball, tennis or touch football. Wetaught them tennis by letting them hit like hitting a baseball, then
later having them move around. The local banker in Hartville usedto stop by the tennis court just to watch our seven year olddaughter run around the court and bat that tennis ball. And inbasketball at that age, if they hit the net with a shot, that countedas one point. To this day Margie argues that I should score it thatway with her shots.Needless to say, I, the Big Daddy, was the star of the family.Was.I used to shoot a basketball shot that may not have beentechnically correct, but it was effective. It was a fall away jumpshot, which makes the shot much harder to block because theshooter is going away from the defender. Plus I put my shootinghand back farther than you're supposed to, and when thedefender went to block my shot, he usually just got elbow. I couldhit that shot consistently. I could be covered closely by adefender, and if I couldn't get around him for a left or right handshot, I just faded backwards and shot right over him.Like swish, man.Our youngest daughter is almost as tall as I am, quick hands andfeet, and can jump almost as high as I could in my best days.Sometimes in our Monday night basketball games, she will guardme. Over and over I have made this mistake: I think I can shootover her. All those years and decades of doing that are imprintedin my brain as normalcy, so I get the ball, eye the basket, and popup with the shot.Stuffed!She blocks every shot I try to shoot over her.I mean, she does it very nicely. She never touches me and shedoesn't even swat the ball vigorously. She just stuffs it gentlyback toward me and smiles with that beautiful Annie smile. Every
time. That's normal now. I cannot shoot over Annie. I think I can, and allthose years of shooting over defenders makes me think I can, butI never can shoot over Annie. That's the new reality. The trend has changed. No matter how itwas in the past, that's the way it is now.Real estate always goes up in price. They're not making any moreland, you know.For a long time that seemed to be true. From the 1950's, when Iwas a boy, up until the twenty-first century, real estate pricesalways went up. We bought our first house in 1975 for $22,000with nothing down, kept it four years and sold it for $32,000; usedthat to buy a house and forty acres for $50,000 and sold that afew years later for $75,000. That was normal. Real estate priceswent up. Buy and hold a little while and make money.Of course, I had not lived through the period from 1930 to 1950.Real estate prices fell by about 2/3 in three years, from 1929 to1932. If you bought property in 1920, you could have held it fortwenty years and only lost half your money. That was the normalfor then, up until the 1950's, when normal changed, and they quitmaking more land.In the past few years, normal has changed again. Real estateprices have crashed. It turns out that it is not just the supply of real estate that determines the price of real estate. That price isalso determined by the supply of money. People went busted andreal estate prices went down, are still going down, and will godown. That's the new reality. The long term trend has changed. Nomatter how it was in the past, real estate prices are now falling. That takes some getting used to. That's like me, still trying to

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