Paraskevidekatriaphobia Again!

April 13, 2012 — 4 Comments

It seems like only yesterday that those who suffer from Paraskevidekatriphobia were hiding under the bed, but it was actually January of this year.  Paraskevidekatriphobia is the fear of Friday the Thirteenth.  Back in January, I wrote an original article describing the origin of this feared day.  You can see this original article here.  As you know from this previous article, I’m not very superstitious.  However, that has not always been the case.  I used to be very superstitious about bad luck coming my way on Friday the Thirteenth.

My uneasiness towards this date had nothing to do with horror movies, Knights Templars, or evil spirits.  My dread of this day was the result of the clumsiness of a child.  The year was 19(oh never mind) it was a long time ago; I was in the second grade and was riding the bus to school.  Not that it is important to the story, but I rode the bus with kids from kindergarten to seniors and all ages in between.  That particular Friday the Thirteenth I was getting off the school bus in the morning and stumbled, not much but just enough to lose my grip on my stuff.  Needless to say the stuff went flying, including my brand new box of Crayola crayons.  Did I mention this was a big box of crayons.  I now had 64 unique colors rolling down the side of the street, under the wheels of the bus, and into oncoming traffic.

My precious box of crayons were gone.  But more devastating to the 7 year standing there was the laughter that was coming from all of the other kids.  I had dropped all of my stuff right there in the street in front of the entire student body.  I ran into the building trying to hide my embarrassment.  Upon entering the classroom, I looked at the chalk board and there it was in big bold letters:  TODAY IS FRIDAY, MARCH 13.

That is the reason I dropped my crayons.  That is the reason I was embarrassed.  That is the reason I hate school.  It’s Friday the Thirteenth.  For years after this I was worried when Friday the Thirteenth came around.    Each time that dreadful day rolled around again I thought about that big box of crayons rolling down the steps of the bus and into the street.  I just knew that I was in for a terrible day full of bad luck.

Looking back at this event makes us laugh today but to a 7-year-old this was no laughing matter.  To many people around the world today, Friday the Thirteenth is no laughing matter.  However, there is no reason for us to fear Friday the Thirteenth, or the fourteenth, the twentieth, or even the thirtieth.  There is no reason for us to fear any day of the year.  Why?  Because God has our back!

All we have to do is place our trust in Him and we no longer have to worry about bad luck, in fact we no longer have to worry.  He will watch over us and protect us.  Don’t take my word for it, just listen to the words of the Psalmist.

1 I look up to the mountains—
does my help come from there?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
who made heaven and earth!
3 He will not let you stumble;
the one who watches over you will not slumber.
4 Indeed, he who watches over Israel
never slumbers or sleeps.
5 The Lord himself watches over you!
The Lord stands beside you as your protective shade.
6 The sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon at night.
7 The Lord keeps you from all harm
and watches over your life.
8 The Lord keeps watch over you as you come and go,
both now and forever.  Psalm 121

 What is your most embarrassing grade school moment?

4 responses to Paraskevidekatriaphobia Again!

  1. I got paddled in front of the entire school body during bus duty. I still get angry when I think about it and don’t think I should have bern paddled.

  2. I got two of them…one time I had to go potty, and the teacher just ignored my raised hand to excuse myself. Well eventually the forces of nature won, and I relievd myself right there in my pants in her classroom. Needless to say, she wasn’t all that impressed with me after that, lol.

    The other one was when I got paddled for not remembering my lines during a class presentation, as well as for throwing a ball of paper across the room. This was on two separate days.

    • Ouch! That is worse than the dropped crayons for sure. I bet the next time you asked you she let you go right away.
      It\’s funny, any kids reading this today will be amazed at the fact that we had paddles in schools and the teachers could use them.

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