this thread makes me love my dad so freaking much
a lesson i never forgot. in 5th grade, i was quite small. probably the smallest kid in the 5th grade, i did not grow until the 7th grade I was like 4'10 95 pounds. I was at a new school for smart kids, but they put the school dead in the middle of hood "(if you watched gang banging in little rock, that area), and the school had a TAG program which I was in, and had the regular (poor) kids as well. My dad kept me clean at all times, I could dress even in 5th grade, had my little girlfriends and **** lol, dudes was hatin.
anyway, these 4 kids, all bigger than me, used to bully me everyday. they started takin my lunch money and I didn't want to get them in trouble so I just would ont say antyhing. i started making sammiches and taking them to school so i could have something to eat. i was alwready small and started to losing weight. my mom found out what i was doin and asked why i was taking food to school. long story short, she eventually got the truth out of me. she called my dad, my dad said look this is what is going to happen brandon....i'm going to call the school and make sure that you ate lunch tomorrow, and if you let the kids take your money, and if you haven't, i'm beating you ass when you get home. you can either fight them, or youc an fight me. needless to say when put in those terms it wasn't much of a choice. Becuase, I knwo for a fact, his older brother did the same thing with him as a child, I knew he wasn't playing he was more than willing to beat my ass to prove a lesson, and it was goin to be much worse than what the 4 boys could do.
so i go to school tomorrow, and here they come, i took the main one, and just wopped him, and the others came in and truth be told, I got the **** breat out of me, but not worse than the dude I got my hands on, i ****ed his ass smooth up, small and all. honestly, it would have been like a draw.. the other 2 dude, weren't expecting anything and were kinda there for token pressure, it was damn near a draw until the principle came and for some reason decided to hold me, and the dude got like 4 good licks in but i got in his ass. I had surprised myself. did not even get suspended, my dad came up to the school and explained what happened, and the principle knew the kids were giving people trouble, he gave me a warning but said he understood the situation. i was sore but you know what... they never ****ed with me again. i even became kinda cool with one of them in jr high. I remember that day well lol, becuase of the incident, we skipped the rest of the days classes and just focused on how to deal with bullies and ****, everyone in class was happy as hell. And this girl i had a crush on thought I was really brave and let me walk her to the bus and gave me her number
It must be the way you carry yourself or something that makes people think they can **** with you. I have been in rehabs, which is basically nothing but min security prison without bars, I have been in dope houses, I've been to clubs, hole in the wall clubs, and I'm not someone you would take as a thug in the least bit, in fact quite the opposite, and people just dont' **** with me like that. Even in rehab when someone had some beef with me, dudes that have been in prison for years had the respect to come at me like a man. I remember whenI was in rehab, my mother came pu to visit me.. my mother is an attractive woman from what I have been told, and this dude, who.. had ot know it was my mother becuase she is a ****ign spitting image of me, saw her and I guess to try to piss me off said "man i would **** the **** out of that". i got so pissed off, i graabbed the nearest thing to me and was about to split his wig and had to be restrained. that was the last time anyone ever said antyhing about my mother and he came up to me an apologized. we never liked each other, but that was the last time he went out of his way to try to rile me up once he saw i was more than willing to fight if need be.
never, ever be afraid of an ass whippin. 3 dudes come up to me like that, they would not have gotten out 2 words before I ****ed the dude closest to me. I'd conceded getting my ass whopping just to **** one of them up. The point is not winning or losing, it's about demanding respect. No one likes to fight even bullies. They do that becuase they think/know you aren't going to fight back.
