Paranormal Activity- Terrorizing Children 101


I admit I was a guilty ‘terrorizing” parent to my sons and so were the members of my family. It seems like  yesterday when my Grandfather almost stunted the growth of my younger sister Robin. Grampy Crittenden worked for the Canadian National Railroad and trains were his passion like baseball. One day my sister Robin uttered the word “train” at the age of two and my Grandfather smiled from ear to ear.

So what did he do?

Did he smile back at her and just say “good girl”? Absolutely not.

Grampy Crit  stood up quite calmly, picked her up out of her high chair and walked out the door with me trailing behind him. He then practically flew down South Street at the speed of light with Robin in one arm and consulting his railroad time chart in the other hand.

Grampy Crit arrived at the train station and waited. He looked up the track, checked his watch, tapped his foot quickly and we all sat down on the bench. All of a sudden a loud roar came from down the track and I covered my ears and could feel the bench begin to shake.

As the train went by at deaf defying speed and sound he held my sister up high facing the oncoming train. He turned her to the right and then turned her to the left as it disappeared down the track. There she was suspended in air in front of a 56 car freight train going through town with ear drum busting sound.

My grandfather kept shouting ‘train” “train” over and over while he smiled and laughed. Robin, on the other hand let out a wail that was probably heard all over town and her face got beet red in anger and fear. I would say the poor kid was terrorized for about twenty three years and never went near a train for as long as I knew. I vowed from that day I would never ever to do that to my kids, but I did just like everyone else.

Saturday, twenty-five families expecting to see Madagascar 3 in Nottingham England fled in terror when the theater accidentallyplayed the first 2 minutes of Paranormal Activity 4 instead.
“They started playing the movie and I thought – this doesn’t look right,” Natasha Lewis, who took her 8-year-old son Dylan to the screening on Saturday, told The Sun. “It’s enough to make grown men jump, so you can imagine the terror in these young faces.”
“It was only about two minutes worth of the film but it was enough to scar them for life,” Lewis, 32, told The Sun.
Of course the employees claimed a technical error as the mums and dads grabbed their kids and ran for the exits contemplating a probable lawsuit they were going to file come Monday. I’d say that’s worth about $10,000 per child and adult for pain and suffering and to insure that the theater doesn’t let this happen again.
Bolted for the exits? Really? You don’t just say, oh, not the right movie, and go ask for your money back?

The opening credits didn’t tip them off? Were they looking for a circus afro in Paranormal Activity’s footage?

I find the most disturbing part of this article to be that a studio actually made a Paranormal 4. Who are the people going to the endless sequels of these movies that were horrible to begin with? 


Ahhh.. that would possibly be me and then encouraging my sons.
Besides, a scary movie there is still is one thing however that terrifies everyone and is still spoken about in whispers. It’s something that sends shivers through adults and children alike and has nothing to do with a past experience.That my friends is the monster that lives under your bed or maybe your closet. My grandmother always had a can of monster spray on her shelf to use in my times of need.

Mary Louise Knight said that her cousin back in England had one too; so apparently it’s a universal item that has never changed throughout the years.  After my initial whining about not wanting to go to bed Grammy would end the monster’s demise spraying under the bed, inside the closet and underneath the window frame.

What was the comforting soothing spray that would eliminate all things foul? Nothing more that one can of lavender scented Glade aerosol. I never knew what was worse. Worrying about monsters eating my toes or keeping the blanket over my head so I wouldn’t breathe in those fowl fumes. I just shudder to think how big she made the hole in the ozone layer by spraying that constant aerosol. But you have to admit it worked every single time as the monster immediately vanished and stopped any further paranormal activity in my bedroom.

Actually, Grammy said he did the mash- he did the lavender-scented Monster Mash right out of there!

About lindaseccaspina

Before she laid her fingers to a keyboard, Linda was a fashion designer, and then owned the eclectic store Flash Cadilac and Savannah Devilles in Ottawa on Rideau Street from 1976-1996. She also did clothing for various media and worked on “You Can’t do that on Television”. After writing for years about things that she cared about or pissed her off on American media she finally found her calling. She is a weekly columnist for the Sherbrooke Record and documents history every single day and has over 6500 blogs about Lanark County and Ottawa and an enormous weekly readership. Linda has published six books and is in her 4th year as a town councillor for Carleton Place. She believes in community and promoting business owners because she believes she can, so she does.

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