You know those days when you just wish someone would pick a fight with you so you could attack them and get all your frustrations out? I was having one of those days yesterday. I was just wishing I could try out all my attack moves that I have been teaching the girls about in our self protection class. So when a guy standing next to me at the store raised his elbow to touch my arm, I pounced. He had already touched me twice before. First time I gave him the benefit of the doubt and said it could have been an accident. I moved over a bit and brought my arm in closer. Second time I felt uncomfortable and annoyed. And then I watched his arm start to raise up to bring his arm close to me again. I turned to him as I waited for my change from the two cokes I had just bought and said, "Baiya! (brother)" He didn't respond. So I not so gently swatted him with my cokes to get his attention. Then I said, "Yeh achcha nahi (this is not good)" He looked like he had no clue what I was saying or why. So I explained to him that he had touched me over and over and that was not good. And I turned and walked away. I had self control (fruit of the spirit). I wanted to jab my elbow into him after the third time, but I didn't. I used my words first. But my mind played out the whole scene of me jabbing him and then my other arm swinging a fist in his face. It was marvelous. I showed him not to mess with Les!
