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Angry?

2/27/2018

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  When I was 10 years old I walked outside in time to see the neighborhood bully pounce on a boy two thirds his size. A smarter person would have returned inside and notified an adult. 
  I didn't think I had time. I ran, inserted myself between the two of them. The younger boy backed up, blood dripping from his mouth. I looked into this bully's eyes and wondered what his fist would feel like on my face. He shoved me but I stood my ground. I knew that if I tried to run, he would only tackle me from behind. We were about the same size but I'd never been in a fight before.
  Do Not Hit was a commandment in our house. In no time in my life have I ever made a fist and hit someone. I wanted to hurt him though.  I watched his knuckles come at my face and stop within a few scan millimeters. He'd throw a punch at my chest and pound on his own, making a noise as if he struck me. Yell insults. He was taunting me. I don't know why he didn't strike me, maybe he had some small sense of honor or maybe teasing me was more fun . After some time I started wishing one of his blows would land...
  Because I could not possibly hit him unless he hit me. Apparently my fear of my parents was greater than my anger at this kid. So he shoved, jeered and flung out his fist numerous times --whizzing past my cheek but leaving me unscathed. And I stood there. This went on until the younger boy retrieved one of the neighborhood moms. She came out on her door stoop, waved a whisk dripping with batter and insisted that he leave me alone and go home. He did.
  And I was left alone in the yard with my heart beating like a frightened rabbit.

  I'm pretty convinced that if I'd hit him, there would have been a different ending.
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  There's so much anger right now. 
​  I'm not convinced its helping so I'm trying not to react to it. 
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Oh, I know whose fault it is... 
It’s the liberals, the Republicans, the conservatives, the parents who don’t discipline, the Democrats, the blacks, the mentally impaired. 
We don't have the luxury of just assigning blame and washing our hands of the problem. 

I believe we're all going to have to make a sacrifice to change the status quo. 

  I bet lots of people are going to be angry about that too.
Nelson Mandela said, “There can be no keener revelation of a society’s soul than the way it treats its children. The world is judging us. We are standing by and watching our children die. 

I know the issues are seemingly complex. Not for me. 
The children come first. Always.
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They're depending on us. 
If you're having trouble getting rid of your anger...The American Academy of Pediatrics has a suggestion.
Try taking a walk. 
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