There once was the day that Sara Kinber and I had a big,
horrible fight. And it was all Jason Ki’s fault. It started one day when Jason
ran up behind Sara and hit her as he went by.
I was walking close to her and she thought it was me that hit her. She turned around and gave me an aggravated
look before stomping off to her classroom.
“But Sara....” I called after her. In the classroom, I say to Sara,
“Sar-a! It wasn’t me, I swear!”
“Well, goody two-shoes, mind your beeswax, nobody else cares for it,” Sara
argues. She stomps off. “Why, Sara, aren’t you a little grouch, today, aren’t
you?” Madeline asks. Madeline is always after Sara. She pretty much hates me.
But adores meanie-Sara. Why doesn’t Sara believe me? If I had done it, it was
only a hit. It didn’t matter. I realized
then and there that I could only control how I dealt with the situation and my
feelings. I couldn’t control Sara or her feelings or how she reacted. I also couldn’t control what Madeline
did. Since I knew I was right and I
hadn’t hit Sara I decided I was just going to not worry about it. So that is what I did. Even though Sara was giving me mean looks
across the classroom and Madeline was gloating about Sara being mad at me, I
just ignored them both. I didn’t let
myself feel bad or worried about it.
During recess time it took a lot of bravery but I asked two girls from
another class if I could play with them.
To my surprise, I had a lot of similar interests with them and we had a
great recess together, maybe my best recess ever. We agreed to meet up at the
bars for the afternoon recess. One girl was named Emily, and the other one was
Rachel. I was still annoyed with Sara after lunch. At afternoon recess, Emily
yells for me to come. “Umm…sorry, Julie, but I’m playing with Madeline. But you
can play with Rachel,” Emily says. I stomp over to Rachel. “Madeline-I hate
her! She’s taken away Sara and Emily!” I say to Rachel. “I know, Julie, but who
is Sara, anyway?” Rachel asks. I explain. “…And now she plays with Madeline,
and blames me, though it was Jason!”
Rachel nods. “Emily has always wanted Madeline to be her friend. She
will play with Madeline any time she can. Even if she has to miss my birthday,”
Rachel says. “I guess that is just how Emily is,” I said. “Rachel, I know you
and Emily have been friends since preschool, and it must be hard for you. It’s
hard for me, too, with Sara.” I shook
my head to clear it of all the emotion I was feeling. I said, “You know what? It doesn’t really
matter. Let’s go play!” we ran, whooping and hollering and giggling
all the way down the hill. We were
having so much fun laughing and playing with each other that the other girls
noticed. They came over to us and said, “Can
we play with you guys?” My first
instinct was to say no because I was still annoyed and mad at them but then I
thought to myself how much easier and better it would be if I could just put
everything behind me. "Uh...well, okay," I say. I felt glad to know that Sara was behind me. "Let's play tag!" I yell. "Rachel's it! Base is the nearest tree!" All the girls and I scream and run in opposite directions. Rachel tags Madeline, and she screams, "My nail! It broke!" All the other girls laugh and head for home base. Madeline runs after me, than Emily, then Rachel, and tags Sara. Sara tags me. Then the bell rings. I tag Emily on the way to line. I fell closer to Madeline today. Sara and i go to the bathroom. "Julie," Sara says. "Uh-huh?" "Sorry." "Whatever for?" I say. "Everything," Sara looks at her shoes. "oh no problem," I say breezily. I realize I am telling the truth too. It really wasn't a problem because of my mind set toward the whole thing. I tried not to let it bother me so it didn't. I thought to myself about how everything worked out so much better for me that I didn't dwell on my friend being upset. I got to make new friends and because of me, my friends were all friends too. I had some of the most fun recesses ever and I was looking forward to having so many friends to play with every recess. I smiled even bigger at Sara, who was still looking at her shoes. "Really, " I said, "it was NO problem at all.
It seems as if nothing ever happend with Sara and I. We punished Jason, and still played with Madeline and Emily and Rachel.
The End
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