The new year just begun, however the head of the school was forced to urgently summon the parents of the two boys after a fight.
-I called you this afternoon urgently because at this school I lead ... I don´t allow physical violence under any circumstances! -said tapping the table with the palm of his hand- here all energies are directed to study, to the intellectual and spiritual enrichment, and nothing more.
-Sorry, but I think I speak for all ... -said Diane politely to manager -Could you explain what happened to our children?
-That what happened with them?!- said the manager exasperated- …happened that when I went down the hall to the height of a certain classroom, I saw with my own eyes how these brown beasts, which you call " your children" were beating a group of guys ... six to be exact. .. those who have left wounded and battered. In fact, I had to send them to the infirmary. As will be understood, that I have been forced to punish them face of incontrovertible evidence.
Diane and the other parents looked at each other in amazement, not realizing how Sam smiled slyly.
-Do you find it funny, Mr. Malone? -The director asked almost rhetorically.
-Yes, a bit, -said Sam, laughing openly- I think you are dramatizing things. When you were a child, never been stuck with no one?
-I think you have not understood anything. I'll ask otherwise... Do you find funny, Mr. Malone, that his eleven year old son to behave like a criminal and a bully with his classmates? -Then he added haughtily-... Although I don´t know what I am amazed, seeing the kind of father you are, laughing him these thanks to his son.
Sam got up from his chair impulsively, lunging at the director's table, leaving both face to face, walking distance, although the manager was leaning back, sunk back in his seat .
-I won´t allow that judge me without knowing me, let alone my child!.
-My husband is right! -Diane protested, standing too-, our son is a good boy. Don´t usually get into trouble, always delivers impeccable academic results, and highlights in various sports. This is the first time you call us for something, and you know it.
-Gentlemen ...let's calm down! -Said the principal increasingly frightened.
One of the parents of the other boy, broke his silence:
-We are new to this city and in this school. But our son Matthew, is also a good student and athlete boy. You can see it in your file ... it has on his desk ... I see it from here. You talk about evidence, but ... Have you asked the boys their side of the story directly or punished directly? Has proven facts with possible eye witnesses?
-Well ... not exactly ... -the director was blushing-.
-I demand that you call the guys and tell us what happened exactly, now!- said Sam-
The director quickly rose to open the door to his office, he communicated with the Secretariat of the school and called the boys. When they entered, parents were horrified. Their children had their tattered clothes, and face and body full of bruises, scratches and dried blood as a result of multiple injuries.
Sam took his son by the waist and brought it to him tenderly. After giving him a kiss on the forehead, he asked fondly something to his son:
-Samuel, son. What happened today? Tell us. I know you will tell the truth.
The boy looked around, watching each and every one of the faces of those present. Then he began his story:
-…After recess, Karl and his friends approached Matt. They began to make fun of him because he's new at school. As Matt ignored them, they began to push and hit him. I have intervened. I tried to convince them nicely to leave you alone. But Karl said I was as cowardly as Matt, and that I would suffer the same fate for being a loudmouth. Karl then commanded his friends to give us a lesson that we would never forget. When they fell upon us, Matt and I looked at, we got back to back, and we defended ...with fists ...-then turned to his mother, and he went on almost pleading - I'm sorry, mommy!, I know you always say that violence is not the solution, but Karl and his friends was not right, and Matt and I we had to defend ourselves... I'm sorry.
-Honey!- Diane said as she hugged him and covered with kisses every one of his wounds - you don´t have to apologize for anything. You were very brave and did the right thing, as your father and I have taught you.
All were silent. Suddenly, the parents of the boys stared at the manager. He was pale, dumb, dumbfounded. He knew had been a precipitated reaction.
-We should denounce you for incompetent -said Sam- I hope this does not happen again, Diane! ,Samuel! We're going. I have nothing more to say, -said Sam coldly watching the director. Since then, Matt, Samuel and their parents, were inseparable friends.
-What do you mean by this story, Samuel? -Tracy asked.
-I want to explain you that my parents always taught me to be friends of my friends. Frederick is my friend, and now I'm worried about him.
-I know you're a good friend. You and I were friends before being grooms, but I think that, as much as your parents teach you, that virtue is yours, ...what about Frederick?
-I think he has a serious problem with his mother. I mean that blind obedience that he has towards her that is unable to break or to question.
-I know what you mean. That made us break -Tracy said.
-The other day I talked to him. He told me about a girl sophomore psychology that drives him crazy. It's called Grace. But is afraid to approach her for fear of failing as with you.
-I know who that girl. She was my room mate dorm. It is a very pretty blonde girl, intelligent and friendly.
-You know her? Samuel insisted.
- I'm telling you it..., 'said Tracy- What are you plotting?.
-I thought to invite a couple of friends, one who come with another girl and Frederick. You could invite another friend of yours who has boyfriend, and Grace .
-You're a troublemaker! A manipulator!
-Yes, I inherited from my mother -said Samuel laughing-
Tracy does not want to admit, but the idea liked to her
-...And when you plan to run your plan, Machiavelli? -said Tracy-
The next weekend.- smiled Samuel.
... will continue