So, it was 6th grade, and...
My one-time nemesis freakin' TORMENTED me for months...with her flippin' posse' of 6th-grade heathens!
My one-time nemesis freakin' TORMENTED me for months...with her flippin' posse' of 6th-grade heathens!
I have zero clue precisely WHY, though...and then one night I was completely fed-up...so what else was there for me to do???
Well, I told my daddy, what else??? ;)
WELL THEN! That pretty much DID IT! He taught me how to throw a mean-wik'd punch that night...LOL!
OMG...he told me that if I took down the "ring-leader", then the rest would scatter like roaches. ;)
So, for 4 HOURS that night Dad and I practiced...I was sooo not a fighter...used to get my ass kicked on a semi-regular basis by my older sister. ;(
Well, that night, I learned how to box! ...Well...kinda. However, it was enough of a lesson to ensure that I would "clean her clock", as Daddy put it! LOL! ;)
YUP...my dad was not your average father...he was NOT going to let his little girl be bullied! We do not just get mad in our family...we get bloody-well damned mad and deliciously EVEN! LOL!
Well, that night, I learned how to box! ...Well...kinda. However, it was enough of a lesson to ensure that I would "clean her clock", as Daddy put it! LOL! ;)
YUP...my dad was not your average father...he was NOT going to let his little girl be bullied! We do not just get mad in our family...we get bloody-well damned mad and deliciously EVEN! LOL!
No, I never forgot those boxing lessons...guard your face with your left, punch with your right...and follow thru with your entire elbow & shoulder! (Oh yeah...and do definitely do NOT tuck your thumb in...LOL!...Sure-fire way to break your thumb. ;)
Dad said the key was to break this chick's nose with one solid shot...and that would make the girl immediately go down...and make her minions flee.
Well, I was definitely on-board with THAT! I was all about her "going down", and gleefully anticipated all that "fleeing of the minions", and all. Things were definitely about to get verrryyyy interesting. ;)
Well, I was definitely on-board with THAT! I was all about her "going down", and gleefully anticipated all that "fleeing of the minions", and all. Things were definitely about to get verrryyyy interesting. ;)
Okay...so, the next day at gym-class, we all had to line-up and sit under our "numbers" which were painted on the wall, for the sake of doing "roll-call".
OMG...so there I was, all pumped and ready to kill this girl, but scared to death, as well!
I would surely get my butt thrown out of school for a week for this one! ...and I was an honor roll girl! :O
So, I saw her approach me from her place on the wall...the gym teacher had not come out of the locker room yet...and I felt my heart race like mad, all I could hear was my dad's instructions in my head...
I was never more ready to flatten someone in my life! THIS WAS IT! :O
HOLEEE-SSCHMOLEEE!!!
When she stood over me and looked down at where I was sitting, I knew I had to stand up and not give her the advantage...so, up I sprang!
We were then facing eye-to-eye...and I was sooo about to break this chick's nose...when she had the supreme audacity to announce to me, "I just want to apologize to you...I don't want to fight with you anymore, and I think we should be friends." :O
WHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTT?????!!!!!!!!!!
She was freaking KIDDING ME, RIGHT??? :O
OMG!!! I had definitely not accounted for THIS turn 'O events!
Well, I had to still my racing heart, for I was all bloody pumped with adrenaline...
I said, "okay" ...and then reached out to shake the hand which she offered to me.
OMG...MONUMENTAL!
No one could BELIEVE it!
I never knew why she decided to turn nice on me all-of-a-sudden...I had not told anyone of my plans to wipe the gym floor with her face. LOL! ;)
After that we were friends for YEARS...thick-as-thieves!...Until she finally moved away...now we still talk and email, though.
After that we were friends for YEARS...thick-as-thieves!...Until she finally moved away...now we still talk and email, though.
I DID tell her what was going to happen if she had not RUINED my buzz by turning all freaky nice...we still laugh over that!
THANK GOD I did not have to actually DO IT! I WAS SCARED TO DEATH, TOO! ;) LOL!
So, the moral of this story is:
1) I AM SOOO *NOT* condoning violence...however, kids SHOULD be prepared...and be able to defend themselves.
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2) Kids who are sworn-enemies will more than likely be best friends one day...it's the ones who are so much alike that tend to be all oil-and-water with each other at first.
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3) If another kid at school is making a child's life utterly miserable...then they should definitely tell their parents.
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4) However, if that other kid still wants to fight, the picked-on kid needs to make sure that they know HOW to fight to WIN...with the least possible effort!
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5) So, therefore...getting in the first blow is crucial. And, like Dad always said, "GUARD THE NOSE! It is the first thing they will go for!"
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4) However, if that other kid still wants to fight, the picked-on kid needs to make sure that they know HOW to fight to WIN...with the least possible effort!
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5) So, therefore...getting in the first blow is crucial. And, like Dad always said, "GUARD THE NOSE! It is the first thing they will go for!"
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6) And, kids should keep their best friends around them...there is safety in numbers! ;)
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