When it comes to courage it must have skipped two generations in my family. Neither my Dad, older brother, or I could possibly be considered heroes. This all reminds me of the movie The Man Who Would be King. Sean Connery is training native soldiers.

"Do you think a man would risk it all for King and country if he had to think twice about it? Not bloody likely. He wouldn't go near the battlefield."

Ola People

Make yourself up to an amusing story.... At least I know you will like this.

In my paperboy period I have been attacked by dogs about 4 times. Something you won`t forget very fast. 4 times I have been chased, Bitten, attacked, almost ripped apart name it. Well I had some fear about dogs then.
Later I started working on a farm where they grow Tulips. And there I have been attacked twice more of wich the last time I came out the worst. A big black Shepherd dog attacked me and I had to go to the hospital to let the doctor sew me together again 12 stitches in my left lower leg, Scratches and bitemarks over my complete body. I was looking a bit like Mel Gibson at the end of Leathal Weapon 4 (or Bruce Willis at the end of 80% of his movies.) Needless to say that the fear turned into hate.
Well couple of years after that event I happened to have another painfull encounter with the Creature called K9. This was when I was with school to the Belgium Ardennes on a survivaltour.... Well survivaltour it was. before I start this story I have to give some information about the situation and then mostly about the Ardennes Villages. An Ardennes Village is quite small. Usually about 10 or 12 houses all surrounded by big Hard stone walls and a lot of Foliage and greenery around. With nice Hills etc. Every ingredient for survivaling can be found in the Belgium Ardennes. Not interesting you might say but nontheless it`s important for the story I`m now going to tell. It is quite an Embarrasing story and I haven`t told it much. Im sure you guys and galls will like it and think it is amusant. Well I finally can laugh about it. just as the people who I have told it to so far.
Well a couple of years ago we were with School survivaling in the ardennes. And we were downhilling on Mountainbikes. Going down with an average speed of 70 Km an hour racing through the small villages I just told you about. well one moment I heard this really annoying buzzing sound and thought of a wasp or something similar in my Helmet. So with the risque of my own life I made the helmet loose (at 70 Km an hour) and looked inside but no wasp or something similar. so I put the helmet back on my head again. Then one minute later I heard the sound again. Again I took me helmet off and again No wasp..... not even something similar. Well while I was thinking about the buzzing sound we came through one of those Ardennes villages and at the carparking there was this DOG OF all Dogs it had to be the most ridiculous one. The one God created on day 8 suffering from a heavy hangover from the party of Sunday. It was the........... Poodle. Well the damn creature was barking at everyone who drove past the house and I came by and the thing ran alongside me. Before I knew it the beast jumped up and bit me in my leg absolutely not with the intention to let go. Well while I was busy getting the dog of my leg my attention to the road slackened just a little bit. And at the moment I took a little time to see where the road was going I saw a...... 1,5 meter high wall.
I went from 70Km to zero at once and because of the Impact I got launched with a Salto-mortale (well it nearly was) on top of a chickenhouse wich collapsed under my impact. From the bike litteraly nothing survived the crash even the chain was broken. The Chickenhouse was completely ruined no chickens harmed though. I suffered some sort of Shellshock and I laid on top of the debris of that chickenshed for a couple of hours I didnt had a clue who I was, where I were, How I got there and who all the people were standing around me. Later that evening I happily got my memory back and I heard the story. I had Blue spots, Bruises, Scratches etc. on my complete body and I was as stiff as an Ironingboard. We have visited the place the next day and it was a huge mess. I haven`t seen the dog but later I heard from the teachers that the dog got out of it with 2 Broken legs. Well since then dogs have tried several times to attack me or do some harm all of wich a violent stroke with the tip of my shoe. or something big and heavy wich I can grab quickly.
No fear about dogs just hate.... I`m afraid of Heights though

My main fear is snakes - I can get rid of spiders. moths and all the other things that freak out the rest of the family - but snakes....... won't go within 50 feet of even a grass snake (2 feet long and non-venomous) without thigh length boots, flame thrower, shot gun, Browning 50cal etc.
When I took the kids to the zoo they were about an hour in the snake house (with armoured glass between them and the snakes) - I was 10 seconds and had half a pack of smokes before they reappeared!

FAUST, my question is that if you were with a school group (though I imagine going that fast, some of you would get seperated), much less going through a village, much less the crash and noise would have made, how could anyone miss you for a couple of hours? What surprises me is that the dog survived. If a dog was latched to my leg which hits a tall wall, that dog would be a patch of fur stuck to concrete. I can just see a cartoon sillouette of a poodle pancaked against a wall slowly sliding off. I guess that dog just learned its lesson. If not, it'll be reminded with every step it takes. I still wonder what that buzzing sound was. Maybe it was the wind or the clicking the chain makes when it is idling (not peddling).

Jef

Once the fear of dogs turns into hate you can get control of them, they wont even attack you anymore!

I an afraid of spiders, I used to live in this really cold and humid house where these huge black spider came out of everywhere.
well, I once took out a shirt from my closet, and a spider walks out of it and walks into my arm and shoulder!! spiders loved my bed too!!

Jeff

Although I typed almost a novel my story wasn`t clear on that part. They found me immediately. All the people driving behind me stopped and the teahcers were phoned. Only I didn`t had the conciousness to react to anyone. I saw shapes yes but didn`t recognize anyone. It was not earlier then the evening that I more or less cleared up and came out of my "Shock"
It was quite a weird experience.

Well, i can remember when i first got into nursing. I was still in training, and there was a patient that was under the care of myself and my trainer..Well..anyway..we were taking care of the patient and the patient just stops breathing. Its like the moment that you train...you have had all the training and you know what needs to be done... Well...not in my case...I completely froze. It was like all these thoughts were going through my mind, you should do this..do that...but i couldnt move...i just stood there and started shaking.. My trainer of course kicked into gear, and no harm came to the patient. But i was scared stiff.
Mary (++)

when I was 7 I saw an absoluely gigantic wasp or hornet while in Germany. I was in school and when that thing buzzed me that was it....I broke and ran ...hid under a desk and shook the teacher had to get that thing out of the room before I'ld come out. Too this day, I have never ever seen anything near that size, and I've seen a Ciciada killer Hornet too. Thank god now I'm not afraid of them, but that came with taking time as a teenager to study them in detail. Other than that, not much else terrify's me, I do take caution and definitely will go around or cross the street to avoid trouble.

I have stood up to many of Gods creatures with two or four leges but flying stinging bugs freak me. Perhaps it goes to a childhood experience - I don't know.

Once while trying to avoid a bee or wasp I ran smack, dead bang into a wall. Knocked myself out cold. When I awoke the "horror" had flown away. I had a sore head, neck and back....