I still clearly
remember the incident as if it happened only yesterday. I was in first grade
and was asked by my teacher to
stand up so I could recite for the whole class to hear, the answer to her
question. I was pleased with myself for
knowing the right response and having confidently delivered it. But my elation
was short-lived for when
I sat down, I fell hard smack on the concrete floor. Apparently, my seat was
deliberately taken from under me
as a cruel joke by a mean classmate. Naturally I was hurt. I suffered from the
actual pain of the pressure on
my buttocks but more so from the ache of embarrassment. Everyone saw it happen.
Some were horrified.
While others laughed. Just a child of six or seven years of age, I recall how
infuriated I felt. I was filled with
the desire to pull the culprit’s hair and yank her from out of her seat. But a
part of me was also awfully humiliated
that I felt like crawling into a hole and bursting into tears. I believe such
reactions to be acceptable
either way.
Perhaps due to
my religious upbringing I chose not to punish my foe with physical force;
Perhaps due to my family’s
military background, I chose not to cry but rather to contain my emotions
within. Whatever may be the reason, I
was no longer compelled to impulsively react. Instead, I got up from the floor,
straightened my skirt up and
then walked towards the teacher at the front of the classroom. All eyes were on
me and all ears listened as I
asked to be transferred to another seat, far away from my adversary. Of course
my request was immediately
granted.
That day I
learned that there are bullies amongst us. But on that same note, the
experience also taught me the profound truth
that “Toughness is in the soul and spirit, not in the muscles.”-Alex Karras
I handled that
situation with dignity and grace. In doing so, I did not give my antagonist the
satisfaction she wanted. I
walked away from the situation with my chin up high. She, on the other hand,
cowered away in shame, head
bowed low with her eyes on the ground.
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