Wump has gone off to scouts camp, departing Friday evening and spending Friday night and Saturday night away from home. She was careful to remind us that she can come home whenever she wants to, but I’m pre-writing this so I guess it remains to be seen.

(Follow-up: So far so good.)

It’s a difficult one to call. My gut tells me that she might get homesick and want to come home. Wump’s a sensitive kid, although from what I’ve experienced so far she seems to keep it to herself and then tell us about it later, so we can consider her feelings in future cases. But it’s really impossible to guess.

My gut’s also trying to tell me that she probably won’t get homesick, because she’s always been fine away from home. I mean, she’s almost always been with family, but still. Moreover, neither Mrs. Hatboy nor myself were particularly homesick as kids[1]. Is it hereditary-psychological, or upbringing-atmospheric-psychological? Or neither? Or both?

[1] Mrs. Hatboy tells me that apparently she did get picked up from camp once as a youngster, but it was less to do with homesickness than it was to do with her realising she’d just endured day 1 of 6 in a winter sports and activities camp, and no fucking way was she going to be outside for another single hour.

What’s homesickness all about anyway? I remember very clearly one school camping trip when I was maybe ten years old, and one of the kids was homesick. I didn’t think much about it at the time. I’ve never really gotten homeick myself, although I occasionally miss people I don’t get to see often. It’s not that I had a bad or neglected upbringing, it’s just not part of my mental landscape.

I wonder where it comes from.

About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy.
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6 Responses to Homesickness

  1. brknwntr says:

    It comes from liking your home more than you like other places. Since you steadfastly do NOT like Australia, I’d say you are safe from this effect.

  2. brknwntr says:

    I think it does. It’s a sign of a very self contained individual, one such as doesn’t need the comforts of trappings of “home” to feel an identity. I think that is part of what allows you to look at the flaws inherent to Australian culture and say, “That is not for me, this is not me.”

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