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The first time I made time stretch I was woken from a sleep by an uproar of yells and emotion. Looking down from the upstairs window, I saw a couple of fellows trying to beat my dog. I yelled down at them to knock it off, and they yelled something back at me, and the next thing you know I was running down the stairs while pulling on my pants.
When I came out of the gate it was easy to see what had happened. A frightened, little girl was standing and holding her dog while my dog danced around and the two fellows tried to get him. My dog had jumped the fence when he had seen the little girls dog, and she had picked her dog up to protect it, and the two fellows were really just coming to the rescue of a small girl.
Now I had a real problem. The guys werent wrong. How could I salvage this situation without hurting anybody?
I slowed down my walk, and the fellows suddenly blinked, and I could see that they were beginning to worry. They suddenly had time for worry to build within their minds, for though they were bigger than me, my eyes were filled with confidence. They began to shake and sweat.
My dog suddenly stopped dancing around and sat down and looked at me, everything in the whole darned world had gone into slow motion, and I slowed my walk even more. The little girl, looked up at me, she was still holding her dog. Calmly, I asked what was going on.
It was delightful. Relief showed in the two fellows eyes that things hadnt escalated into a real fight, and they both began to talk. Each wanted to tell me what was going on.
I finally stopped their babbling and looked down at my dog, who was looking up with a rather guilty expression. So it was you, eh, knucklehead? He looked down and flopped his tail on the ground a couple of times.
I told the dog to get into the yard, and though he was renowned for ignoring me, miracle of miracles, he slunk on down the sidewalk and through the gate. I made sure nobody was hurt, and no one was. I smiled at the little girl and the two guys, and petted the girls dog, and left, and that was the first time I ever slow walked.
When I came out of the gate it was easy to see what had happened. A frightened, little girl was standing and holding her dog while my dog danced around and the two fellows tried to get him. My dog had jumped the fence when he had seen the little girls dog, and she had picked her dog up to protect it, and the two fellows were really just coming to the rescue of a small girl.
Now I had a real problem. The guys werent wrong. How could I salvage this situation without hurting anybody?
I slowed down my walk, and the fellows suddenly blinked, and I could see that they were beginning to worry. They suddenly had time for worry to build within their minds, for though they were bigger than me, my eyes were filled with confidence. They began to shake and sweat.
My dog suddenly stopped dancing around and sat down and looked at me, everything in the whole darned world had gone into slow motion, and I slowed my walk even more. The little girl, looked up at me, she was still holding her dog. Calmly, I asked what was going on.
It was delightful. Relief showed in the two fellows eyes that things hadnt escalated into a real fight, and they both began to talk. Each wanted to tell me what was going on.
I finally stopped their babbling and looked down at my dog, who was looking up with a rather guilty expression. So it was you, eh, knucklehead? He looked down and flopped his tail on the ground a couple of times.
I told the dog to get into the yard, and though he was renowned for ignoring me, miracle of miracles, he slunk on down the sidewalk and through the gate. I made sure nobody was hurt, and no one was. I smiled at the little girl and the two guys, and petted the girls dog, and left, and that was the first time I ever slow walked.
About the Author:
Al Case has practiced the martial arts for over 40 years. You should Slow Walk over to Monster Martial Arts and see him.
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