Fear Of The Big Bad Wolf


Fear of wolves:

Thinking about my childhood means to remember Fairy Tales. My Mom loved reading us the Tales of Brothers Grimm, like so many other parents did to their children; without realizing how cruel those myths were.


The ones I heard when I was a child. How many Fairy Tales of Brothers Grimm were written where a big bad wolf is eating the Grandmother as well as seven baby goats? We are talking about Red Riding hood and the wolf and the fox. There are several others as well. One thing I remember was that my sister was in never ending terrible fear of the bad wolf. I played the tough one, but I can now admit I wasn’t always happy to walk over to my bedroom all by myself as a kid.



Brothers Grimm History

History and research teach us that the Brothers Grimm studied law at the University in Marburg. After their University time they focused on their secret obsession of exploring the historical development of German literature (legends, documents and poetry). Within their studies they defined the scientific basics of this work field. They did not limit their studies to German documents but included English, Scottish and Irish sources. But Brothers Grimm as well extended their work area to Scandinavia, Finland, The Netherlands, Spain and Serbia.

Mainly it was Wilhelm Grimm who we have to thank for collecting the mutual delivered stories, sagas, legends and myths. He was the one setting the basics for the so called ‘Fairy Tale literature’. He wrote them down, polished the edges and removed or re-described the lore hinting to erotic contents.


Many of the Fairy Tales weren’t for the fainthearted and created for adults to read.

Between 1815 and 1819 Brothers Grimm published a “cleaned up” version of the German Fairy Tales for children. In 1823 they published an English version of ‘Fairy Tales for children’.


At this place I don’t want to continue with the life of Brothers Grimm, except to clear up one historical misbelief. Brothers Grimm never traveled through the world collecting their Fairy Tales. Wealthy and well-traveled people within their circle of acquaintances carried the greatest part of their myths and Tales to the Brothers.



Getting rid of the wolf trauma:

As an adult I did research on the ‘bad wolf’ to lose my fear. I was surprised to find out that my Native American Totem symbol is supposed to be the wolf.


Wolves have a high sense of loyalty and are social creatures. They are known to be incredible communicators by using touch, body movement, eye contact and many vocal expressions. People with the wolf as their Totem animal are often natural talents in speech as well as creative writing.


The meanings of the wolf as a Totem symbol means: loyalty, cunning, generosity, intelligence, friendliness, compassion and communication. The Totem wolf symbols are amongst the ones who understand that the wolf is a representative of deep faith, deep emotion and high intellect.


(Thank you very much W. J. Barnett who told me what my Native American Totem is, and I never thought it is a wolf. And thank you, Jackie Barnett-Wilder for explaining me what the symbol means. You both are amazing)





Just how did I get myself into this?


Some days I have absolutely no idea just how I got here but they say that everything you do in life leads you to where you are going. I’d sure like to know who ‘they’ are and ask them just where the heck I am supposed to be going. Unfortunately they likely wouldn’t tell me and insist that I find out on my own.


Anyway…where I find myself at the moment is more or less ‘full time care giver’ to my elderly parents. Oh yeah, never fear life is anything but dull in our house!




Time…where did it all go?

One aspect of care giving is that it can take up a lot of your day, so you’d better be organized and very flexible. Setting specific times for things even as simple as laundry can really make a difference.


Over the past two years my mom has become a laundry hoarder. She can have it all over her bedroom and not even realize it. I gave up a long time ago trying to get her to put things away on her own or even into the laundry basket.


She’s not purposely trying to drive me crazy (I think) it’s just that she can get sidetracked faster than I can sit here and type the word. I’ve slowly learned that when I need to do her laundry it is a project from start to finish.


In the kitchen…back away from the stove!


When dealing with elderly parents it is often best to keep them far away from the stove. Mom used to do most of the cooking until about 4 years ago but now I just don’t feel comfortable letting her near sharp knives and hot burners. The safest way she can help is to set the table or make salads.




as in Val… “Do you know where____ is?” Well…they would know if they had put it back where it belongs. Unfortunately their forgetter is definitely getting better than their rememberer.


Here again I’ve learned I have to be totally dedicated. When I discover a common item that everyone uses and it’s not where it belongs I’ve been known to stop in mid stride and put it away. It just isn’t worth having to hunt for it later.




As in don’t even think about trying to be Super Kid. Who cares if the kitchen floor is a bit grungy? Even June Cleaver didn’t do it all. Hey wait a minute…

She didn’t do any of it. That was a TV show!


Scheduling three people’s appointment plus working on my writing career is no ordinary task as nine out of ten people reading this article can tell you.


It would be nice to have a life in here somewhere!


The absolute NUMBER ONE thing we care givers must remember that we really do have our own lives.


We can only look after others if we look after ourselves first. I need to make certain that there are specific days and times during every day that are absolutely mine unless of course there’s a genuine crisis in the works.


Fresh air and exercise are also extremely important. Every day that I can I go for a long walk.




Another area that is absolutely vital is outside support. Family members tend to get caught up in being too close to the forest to see trees. They see the ‘patient’ as they remember them when they used to live with them on a daily basis. Sometimes that can be a very long time ago especially for a sibling.


Fortunately most of us these days have a friend who is in much the same position as we are. My very dear friend Jeana, who is also my massage therapist, has lived through the same challenges in her own family. She is somewhat younger than I am but is definitely a ‘wise one’.


Having said that…I am also really fortunate to have my big brother and his family living about five minutes away. He’s also a lawyer so he knows all the right questions to ask and all the right people to ask. Of course he doesn’t see our parents every day so sometimes it’s a wake up call when he does.




No kidding there really are some! I guess the biggest one is the fact that at least for the foreseeable future both my parents are healthy enough to still be living at home rather than a care facility.

Being able to work on my writing career from home is a very big plus. I’m not tied down to a ‘nine to five.’ Ick! Been there done that.


I wrote this article in the fall of 2001. My mom was officially diagnosed with Alzheimer’s in the spring of 2006.


Fast Forward

My mom passed away on November 16, 2010. Over the four years from official diagnosis to that day I watched her slowly decline to the point where she was absolutely certain that snakes were living in one of her dresser drawers.


I mentioned earlier that it is great to have family support. Well, unfortunately for me my dear brother didn’t really have a clue how to handle things. Before you go tsk, tsk at him…. I didn’t know until one of the wonderful ladies on staff where my parents moved into in the late winter of 2007 is that unless a person is the full time hands on caregiver “they do not know from nothing” as my husband would say.


Reactions from siblings and the other parent/spouse can range from complete denial and burial of their head in the sand to having grandiose ideas about how to ‘fix’ the problem of the patient refusing to do things that they really under normal circumstances should be doing and likely would do on their own.


So dear reader, if you glean nothing else from my little missive learn this and learn it well…………..You cannot do it alone…period! So if you haven’t already done so please get help both professional and from support groups in your community.


Where was my dad in all of this? Well, unfortunately he was mostly in denial that his dear sweetheart of fifty plus years was deteriorating in front of his very eyes. He really had no clue how to help except through love and prayer, which I suppose, is really the best help of all.


Thanks for reading,


Val Rainey