A Long Day
It had been a beautiful day outside, with the sunlight dancing through the windows into the dark shadows of our huge schoolroom. Everyone had been
talking about what they had been doing on their weekend, which was usually helping their mom and dad with their strenuous work. According to my personality,
I been sitting quietly at the middle of the bench, squished next to my younger sister Susan and one of my most faithful friends, Emily. Our teacher hadn’t come
yet, so the overcrowded class got really loud, and the talking had stopped as soon as the teacher had arrived in class carrying with her, her 2 year old child. As of
course, the girls began to “Awwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeee” at the sight of the child for the millionth time. Then, the teacher shushed them by just putting her pointer
finger at her mouth and said “SSSSHHHH”. Amazingly, the class had immediately quieted down and we had then begun our 5th lesson on nouns and adjectives.
Maybe the class might’ve begun to get boring with the same monotonous tone coming from the teacher’s mouth, until one child from the back of the room said
something to his friend that caused the biggest fight I had ever seen as a child in my life.
The first move had been a punch to the boy’s small nose, which had caused a big amount of blood to stream out. Furious with all types of anger, the victim
punched the attacker hard in the forehead, which had knocked the boy unconscious for about 5 minutes. With all her nerves going overload, the teacher had
sent both of them to stand at the corner of the room for the rest of the day believe it or not. Now, at the end of the day when everyone left, the teacher talked to
he boy’s parents for a few brief minutes. After that, they ran out and purposefully banged me on the shoulder hard, and it started to turn blue and tickle me, as I
had been hit on the “tickly” bone, as I had used to call it. As a normal child, I began to cry in front of Susan and secretly promised that I would get revenge no
matter what. That same night, I had gone to sleep with a nightmare that attacked my dreams like the 2 opponents on a battlefield clashing with rage, which
had later reminded me of what I had done the next day. It had been an event that I remember even today.
After a shortage of sleep that I had the night before, I had been ready to face a really tough conflict, and a shy child like myself as I had been could’ve barely
even landed a blow before getting knocked myself. Another beautiful day had given me the urge to just skip school, but the feeling of settling the scores had
taken the better of me. As I was hurrying to school, I recognized the kid who had hit me, Robert, had a huge smirk on his face once he looked up at me. At once, all
my power came into my fist and I punched him on the arm and the boy winced in pain. I had been proud of myself, as I had stood up for myself and I had also
proved myself to be a girl of power, but it could not be misused in terms of freedom for the other children, even though there had been no such thing yet at that
time. An hour before school, and I was a soldier of my family and of my own war. Unfortunately, my pride had been sidestepped by the teacher when she called
the class in a half an hour earlier, as she was in a hurry to begin the school day. Did you know how much I had been annoyed? If you didn’t, I would say I was
about 7 out of 10 stars annoyed.
After this had occurred, I had become less shy and much more outgoing in terms of emotions when I get physically or mentally annoyed. All that change
had been the right change for my personality that day. Robert had decided to never even lay a finger on me after the incident for the rest of my life. On the other
hand, I had begun to be the leader of my class. Even at 49 years of age, I can’t imagine myself being the person I am today without that compromise with an
enemy who I hated for a long time but gave up on it later. It was like signing a child treaty for being friends instead of being everlasting enemies. This is one of my
most remembered memories in terms of personality change and conflict.