memory lane monday

I have always been a fighter. As a child I was quite a bit smaller than my older brother. Since he was always a big kid, he often got teased. I hated hearing people tease him, and I was not just going to stand by quietly and let it happen. So I would raise my finger and tell them, "You can't tease him, he is my brother!" I don't remember what would happen after I said that, but I remember always standing up for him. I didn't care how much older the other kids were, if something was happening that wasn't right, I had to speak up. I'm still like that. Sometimes, no matter how hard I try to not be argumentative, I can't just listen to a conversation and stay quiet when someone is saying something that I don't agree with.