Yesterday some old friends stopped by to say hello. Sila was working on Latu's Durango and Vili and the rest of us were hanging around. While we were talking, the noise got louder and louder across the street. There were four guys and two girls and they were arguing. We ignored them, but all of a sudden Pene said "Mom, he hit her!" I turned in time to see one of the guys hitting one of the girls, he had her down on the ground and was about to hit her again when I yelled "HEY! STOP THAT!" No sooner had I yelled, when my tall strong son, my tall strong husband, and our friend started across the street. You can imagine what would happen if you saw Sila, Vili, and Ron coming across the street after you. They all dissipated except for one of the guys who lives upstairs, (we have a good relationship with them, the other guys live in the basement apartment), who came to tell Vili sorry. The girls took off down the road, but soon they were fighting each other--I have no doubt the girls instigated the whole thing--so I called the cops. I realized how much I have taken for granted my whole life that if I roar--as I am oft to do--my dad, or brothers, or husband, or sons, or friends will back me up. I have no fear, but I might not feel that way if I didn't have the men in my life that I have. As my "men" came back across the road, Ron said to me, "Boy, I wouldn't want to mess with you!" Just a side-note. Pene told me that one of the girls, (not the one who was hit), is her old friend from grade school named Sara. I forbade Pene from playing with her and Pene was furious at me for a while. Now she says, "I'm so glad you didn't let me play with her. She has 3 kids, I don't think she is married, and she is running after guys and in trouble."
R-R-R-O-O-A-A-R-R-R!!!
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
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