by Nathan Key
The only time I ever took a beating was during the first year I went to summer camp. A bunch of us were waiting in line for the snack shack and I made a snide remark about this huge kid who was teasing me. Moments later, I had my back up against the side of a wooden barn and he proceeded to deliver blow after blow my to face until my nose exploded in blood. My shirt was ruined. A camp counselor forced an apology out of him and then told me I had to forgive him. After all, forgiveness is what we Christians do, right?
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Nathan Key is a writer / philosopher who lives in Seattle, WA. He writes screenplays for Media Partners and publishes plenty of fascinating essays and fiction on his website.
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7 comments:
Forgiveness is what we do when we're not beating the hell out of one another. LOL. Nice if not somewhat brutal six of life's early lessons, reminds me of my childhood, as well. Great job!
A slice of life many of us try to forget. Good thing you remembered so you could do this meaningful 6.
I wonder if the guy who bloodied your nose tells the same story as a life lesson?
You should have told your stupid counselor that true forgiveness takes time. Sounds like he didn't even wait until your nose stopped bleeding! good six.
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I think it was time for a new religion!
as my son would say, 'booya'..
Thanks all, for the comments on my first six! I'm looking forward to interacting with this community more in the future!
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