Fear and hate entering children’s life. the adorable little angels turning into pint size monsters . One of our neighbours : a special young man, in his twenties, super strong extremely short for his age and stature. Relentlessly, we children ganged together to harass him : ” dwarf dwarf!” one afternoon, walking alone, came face to face with our victim . ” that’s the end of my short life ” i thought. he just smiled: ” Hi, grasshopper, i hear you train in martial arts. very useful to know self-defense. show me how good you are” i mumbled all sorts of excuses, from being a worthless- weakling- of- a- girl – with- thick- skull- good-for-nothing … to ” i cannot demo any technique, you do not have the proper outfit!” he obliged, took my schoolbag as hostage , went home to change : he had on a kung fu practice garb! Cornered, no way out, i sprang and kicked and saw him… on his ass on the ground. I bursted into tears: now he has another reason to make dead meat of me. Again, he smiled: ” very good, grasshopper. you can come and train with me if you want and i shall be your friend. ” my cousins and i, we stopped harassing him. the “dwarf” somehow vanished forever, replaced by a friend and a teacher.
coy salutes you, Little People of the world. More about the Little People . visit The Little People of America www. lpaonline.org