WOW!

One day, my grandson, Joel, came to me and said, "Poppa, some guys at school are calling me a wimp."  This from a boy of six who was banned from the school bus for a week for "bullying" the bus driver!

When Joel was a toddler, one unfortunate night, he crawled onto his parents' vacant bed, and fell off the edge between the wall and the bed, and got  jammed on the hot radiator for awhile.  He incurred some scars on his back and legs from those burns, that will be with him forever.  He has always covered them up but I figured this would be a good time for them to work to his advantage.

I thought for a moment, and then said to him, "Joel , the next time those guys call you a wimp, I want you to rip off your shirt, turn around so they can see your scars, and say to them, "Hey punks, make my day, see if you can do better than that!"

A couple of weeks later, I saw Joel, and I asked him if he ever confronted those bullies.  He replied, "Yeah!"  I asked, "What did they say?"  He replied. "Wow!"