An inspiring story of forgiveness

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I was walking down a street in Washington, DC in the 80s when I found myself closely followed by a group of black kids. I turned and said, "Is there a problem?" They answered, "No problem," so I kept walking. They kept following me and then I was hit in the back. I turned to fight and they ran, thank goodness.

I must not be as peace-loving as the professor in the story above, because it still gets my adrenaline pumping when I remember the incident, and it's not gratitude that I feel.