So today, March 31, I heard how children encounter fights. This kind of fight are the ones that are ordinary. I know how nonesense these fights are but somehow, I learned something that people who are older than me cannot teach.
After a long walk in the city, I decided to sleep after I publish my last chapter in this public diary. Of course if anyone reads it, they would've known what I've been through in this day.
It's tiring. All I wanted to do is to sleep. I somehow pity my little sister because she and another girl have to guard our cousins. Regardless by the fact she is enjoying, one must rest after a long activity.
Two young girls who are gonna be ladies very soon, and two little boys (siblings).
They were enjoying themselves, going outside to play and go to the airconditioned room I'm sleeping in when it gets hot outside. I'm letting them, they can be a bit annoying but the important is they know their boundaries not to fully bother me. I don't tell them that, they just know it. None must go to the upper bed, so they lay on the floor. It didn't stop them from having fun. Watching a tiny screen tv with very poor quality while lying on the dirty floor, these things make me miss my childhood with my own friends. Like there are no problems in life at all.
As I wake up because it started to get cold in the room, I quickly grab a blanket. Yet the first thing I heard was from the older brother, "He said it!". I cannot count how many times they have fought but by knowledge of it, I know if it's starting or happening.
The two girls reply back to him, "It's just a joke! You're brother was just joking. It's not real!" Yet my cousin, the older, keeps saying the same exact thing, "He said it!"
At first they are trying to make him realise that it was just a joke, it's not real, but the boy still replies the same sentence. Until they lose patience and the other girl starts to say "You are really gay because you're denying it harshly. If you're not, you should know that it's just a joke and something to be laughing at."
They were teasing the boy being gay. And as an observer, in my opinion, that wasn't a joke, it was a very offensive insult. But for children, of course it's just a good old gag.
To resolve it, the younger boy must apologize to his brother. They tried to make him say sorry but like his brother, he also has a hard mind. He is not believing what the older girls are trying to say.
As the other girl is talking to my younger cousin, my sister closed the door and talked to the older in the room. The whole time they thought I was sleeping. But I heard from their little talk a story my sister made up. A very, very bad story. I will not mention the story but it is the kind of story that should not be told to children. I should've told her to stop story making and fix the problem myself but, I just laid there and listen.
They really tried to fix the problem but the young one doesn't want to apologize. So they started locking him in the bathroom. As a child, he would get scared and cry. But for him, no. He wasn't reacting. He was just waiting for the door to open. The sun shines bright explains a lot. They let him out and ask him once again to say sorry. Unluckily, it didn't work. Instead, the younger cousin fix the pillows that were lying on the floor. He told the girls not to bother him because he's cleaning and ignore anything they said. After a while the peacemakers starts to talk about health. I don't know how they brought it up.
I realise the argument is not resolving, until the older brother stood and tell them to stop fighting and play. The two girls agreed to him and so he called his younger brother along and they went outside.
My sister and her friend didn't do any much of a help. My cousin just chose to forget about the insult and ask everyone to play, which is fascinating. Because teenagers and adults tend to find a written or verbal apology to anyone who hurt them in any way. To children like them, they were smart enough to forget about how the others hurt their feelings and moving on, going back to the way before without any apology.
It is only a choice of a person, the person is not specified though. But in this arguement, it was the choice of the older brother to understand, to forgive and to forget.
Copy pasted from the unpublished book of mine: public Diary
