After Annie called me from the park, crying because one of the boys from her class picked her up and dropped her on the ground, I tore out of the apartment and took off running. By the time I got there the boy was gone, and Annie was sitting on a bench being comforted by her friends. Also by her side were the two seventh grade "mean girls" who only two days ago were shoving her and calling her names.I was angry and confused, until they handed me this note.
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and somewhere Gandhi smiles ... that's what ahimsa is all about - enemies become friends ...
I'm starting to think this is going to make a great movie.
(joy)
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