Happiness Journal 13/6/25

“How to Train Your Dragon” would never have fallen on my radar since I stereotyped it to be a show for kids. However, since I felt compelled to make emotional bank deposits with my son, I decided to take him to watch it on the spur of the moment.

What a fun ride. John Powell’s emotion-stirring musical scores did much to engage me and keep me glued to the story arc. I saw myself in Hiccup; he used sui generis ways to tame different dragons during his dragon training course. I would like to think that people see me as a creative teacher. He showcased his indefatigable nature as he tried ways and means to train a Night Fury dragon called Toothless. He carried an ineffable charm with him that made me want to root for him.

I also enjoyed the scenes when Hiccup and his course mates worked together to subdue and conquer the red death, illustrating the axiom that each of us has the ability to contribute to something greater than ourselves when we are positioned at the right place to harness our strengths, even when we are struggling individually.

A movie that is values galore!

Most importantly, my son was captivated throughout the entire duration, never asking for a loo break. Parenting is tiresome drudgery most of the time, so I’m happy to stumble upon a pastime that both of us can enjoy together. I look forward to sniffing his hair - which contain traces of my DNA - as he cuddles against me during future movie outings.