“When you were five years old, who was your hero? What do you think of that person today?” -The Daily Post
When I was five years old, I had two heroes: Shaggy and Scooby-Doo!
I couldn’t watch this show enough. I loved the mysteries, adventures, and forensics that each episode would include. I connected best with Shaggy and Scooby because the two of them were always scared and I guess I was a pretty nervous kid in certain situations.
Plus, I thought they were funny! For my fifth birthday party, my parents hired a guy to come to my party wearing a big Scooby-Doo costume. I was terrified.
Today, I still kind of admire the two of them. I only watch the show when I babysit my little cousin but I still enjoy everything about it. They’ll always be a part of my childhood so I’ll always appreciate the two of them!
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My hero was, and still is today, my father. With eight sons and working a full-time job to support us, he always had the time to spend “quality time” with each of us on a daily basis.
What a great choice! 8 sons- wow!!!
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