Tuesday, May 28, 2019
Free Narrative Essays - Why Cant We All Just Get Along?
        I recall an incident back in my elementary school days, when I was on the playground during an afternoon recess.  My friends and I were intensely involved in a emotional game of basketball.  I had been playing miserably, so after my fourth brick,  I spiked the ball, super bowl touchdown manner against the solid pavement. It began a long process of ricocheting off the walls of the coverd area and amidst its air born flight it somehow managed to collide with the jawbone of a rather thuggish looking for 5th grader. At this time, an ominous dark cloud of rage began spouting from the disgruntled upperclassmens nostrils.  A large crowd began chanting, fight fight fight  that was slow forming around us like vultures circling to pick at the bones of the unfortunate loser. Realizing that the odds of me emerging alive from this mess werent  very good, I began to think of a strategy that would enable all my major organs to re main intact.  I decided to use humor to defeat this barbaric beast.  I must ar rest period ridiculed and made fun of myself over 200 times. I told him that even if he  passed out, in a full body cast , and suffered from leprosy, he still could hang-up the floor with my feeble body.  I told him if he didnt disfigure me, that I would offer  to be his own personal reusable toothpick for as long as he wished.           Violence and nonviolence are two very effective ways to solve problems, but for people like me whose  brains are stronger than their fists, nonviolence seems much more(prenominal) practic... ...y major origans.  After   the crowd began laughing at my foolish self- directed jokes, the enraged 5th grader quickly switched from steaming in anger to chuckling along with the rest of the observers.  Eventually he lost interest and went along his way, just in time for me to sharpen my basketball s kills before the bell rang.  Much like the sheath of Martin Luther King and Malcolm X, I too had the choice of taking one of two roads. I knew that  taking a violent stand would only lead to a dead end.   I chose the road in which many of the most memorable leaders have taken, a road that has been traveled by few.  The nonviolent  road.  in that respect are many ways to solve a problem.  As a wise man once said, A coward strikes with his fist, a warrior strikes with his mind.
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