A couple of the boys in my intervention group came roughhousing in the door.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" I stopped them. "What are you doing?"
"He pushed me!" one of them accused the other.
"He called me gay!" the other guy defended himself.
"And?" I raised my eyebrows.
What followed was an interesting discussion among all 8 boys in the group about whether or not such a remark justified such a response. The pushing guy held his ground firmly. "If someone says something I don't like, I can defend myself," he insisted.
"Have you ever heard of the first amendment?" another guy asked him.
"No," he shrugged dismissively.
"Freedom of speech?" the other kid continued. "You can't just attack someone for saying something."
The first boy grimaced. "Well, that's stupid!"
"Whoa whoa whoa!" I stopped them. "What are you doing?"
"He pushed me!" one of them accused the other.
"He called me gay!" the other guy defended himself.
"And?" I raised my eyebrows.
What followed was an interesting discussion among all 8 boys in the group about whether or not such a remark justified such a response. The pushing guy held his ground firmly. "If someone says something I don't like, I can defend myself," he insisted.
"Have you ever heard of the first amendment?" another guy asked him.
"No," he shrugged dismissively.
"Freedom of speech?" the other kid continued. "You can't just attack someone for saying something."
The first boy grimaced. "Well, that's stupid!"
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