Blessed Sunday! Dear family.
Very entertaining 263 challenge this weekend.
I select the third option.
Have you ever been punched in the face or have you ever punched or slapped someone else in the face? Explain either way.
I move to my student years, being the best stage that we can fully appreciate, a journey of mixed feelings.
It all happened when I was in the 7th semester, I had a lot of subjects, at the time I was desperate to finish, being a student from far away the economic situation had me under a lot of pressure, I remember it as if it was yesterday.
In the middle of the semester when we have many subjects, the days of presentation of tests and projects are mixed.
On one occasion, 2 midterms coincided on the same day and time, a chaos hive friends.
The day they announced the date I could not attend classes, for work reasons.
So I had to go to the cubicles of both professors to see which of the 2, gave me the chance to present another day and even before.
I remember that one of my classmates was in one of the cubicles, but she always had it in for me when she heard me or saw me, she would start hinting. My technique was always to ignore.
Since the young woman would not leave, I had to express my situation to the teacher to see what solution he would give me, she exclaimed out loud and said: “Who sent you to take so many subjects, assume your responsibilities.
The teacher intervened, said he would think about it and I got out of there at once.
Like all students who are out of their comfort zone, we had to go to the university cafeteria every day.
That same day, I was calmly standing in line with my group of friends, now colleagues.
If you read between the lines you will die laughing remembering such an event.
The same girl, passed by where I was and shook her hair in my face, like a shamppu advertisement, with a huge smile.
And that for me was the straw that broke the camel's back.
The young lady thought she was just going to walk away, so I took off my glasses and my backpack and grabbed her long hair and slapped her for disrespect.
My circle of friends and acquaintances started yelling “dele y dele” and even started betting on who was going to win.
The young lady could not imagine my reaction and I was relieved, being the last time, that she messed with me, even the most defenseless being has a limit, which I was not proud of but it happened.
From there, I marked a before and after where they had respect for me and I learned that when someone assaults you you must defend yourself at the moment, not with blows but there are phrases that make a difference in our walk.
Action that we see over the years.
The deepl translator was used since my language is Spanish.
