Asked Before Acting

One thing is for sure: I'm the type who does not love quarreling with people. This is what I hate so much, but at the same time, no one must cross her limit. Although I was someone who could not hold myself, I was suddenly changed by my husband. I can give kudos to my husband for making me this way. He is gentle, does not fight with anyone, and has never fought with anyone since we got married.

One woman had tried to get on my nerves, but then I just had to look back at my husband's words and withdraw myself from getting involved in fighting, but then I am not lazy with words. I threw hard words at anyone who decided to cross her boundaries.

It all happened to a woman who was in the same compound I have my shop in. On her face, she is as quiet as the night. We have been talking so well as neighbors. She has three children, unlike me, who has four kids. Although she is newly packed into the house she is in right now, let's say about seven months ago.

Seeing her look, my husband immediately warned me about such people. I have seen my husband as someone who can read people's looks. He did not place water inside his mouth while warning me to be careful of this woman. I started drifting gradually away from her. I would only speak to her for her, not have or read another meaning to it. Likewise, I have never hated her, but I am just trying to be careful.

Lisa Summer

So, it happened that my eldest boy climbed the tree beside the compound, doing something I didn't know. While coming down, he held a stick and somehow touched this woman's son. Her son began to shout, wanting to fight my son, but I have not taught my children to fight. My son began to apologize. This said the boy was talking without stopping until the mom had to come out. Without asking what had happened, she pushed my son, which made him fall. He cried to me and explained what had happened to me. I went ahead to meet with the woman and asked her to give me two reasons for pushing my son after my dad had apologized to her son. She began to say things that did not make sense to me. I was furious, but then I was unable to talk back to her. I only said, “Next time, you have to ask before jumping to conclusions.” She was still talking, but then I left her just because of the warning I had received from my husband.

When my husband came, I explained to him what had happened. He told me I had done my best to not fight with her. “I only let her be because of your advice," I told my husband.

Two days later, her daughter came to my shop to play with my children. I let them be kids. They would be the ones to cause a fight and also the ones to settle the fight. A few minutes later, she slapped my three-year-old. I saw the scenario and only warned her to be careful. I later went to get some things in my shop outside, leaving them behind. Not only that, but I came back 30 minutes later, and my girl narrated what the little girl had done and how her mom came into the picture. Her mom again came in as she heard her child crying without asking what had happened and pushed my daughter. She fell and started crying. While narrating the issues to me, she was bittered.

My girl said the little girl again pushed my small boy arrogantly. My daughter only shouted at her to stop that play, and then she started crying. Her mom came out and started shouting at my daughter to the extent of pushing her to the ground.

I had always flown away from trouble, especially in this woman's case, but this time I just don't want to remember my husband's words. I went straight to the woman. Likewise, I asked her, “Why didn't you ask what happened before shouting?”

“Why should I ask when my daughter is crying?” She asked.

“Don't try this next time, or else it won't be palatable between us," I said as I still went back to my husband's words.

She could not say a word again and instead went inside her room.

Her son tried the same act with someone's child, and immediately she was out in her rightful place. Ever since then, she never tried that rubbish without asking what had happened.