Peers 13 January 2007
This evening we took our usual walk to the CoOp at the end of the road, and we arrived just as three students, of different heights, but wearing the same school uniform followed an elderly man into the shop. The tallest boy was showing-off by deliberately tormenting the elderly man, and generally showing off. Three other smaller kids were laughing along behind the ring leader.
Mrs Monk warned me off. “Don’t you dare say anything!”, she said.
The manager of the shop noticed what was going on and I was impressed by his intervention. I did not hear what he said to the kids, but it had an immediate effect on their showing off.; the laughing diminished to a giggle.
As soon as the manager went back to his shop-keeping they started up again Shoppers were nervous.
They knew I was eyeballing them from a distance, I made the 5 steps in their direction and addressed the three kids who were enjoying the big bad boys showing off.
“You're not impressed with him are you?” I asked, directing my stare at what might have impressed them.
The smallest boy tried to impress the tallest boy
“I don’t know him”, he lied just for the hell of it.
“You don't want to know him,” I said,
Mrs Monk saw what was going on from a distance and seemed worried that I might kick arse.
The kids left the shop and went off down the road towards our house, as a pack.
My intervention had made no impression on the smallest boy, for whom I had the greatest hope.