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True Heroes
May 25th, 2009 by john06
In the Fall of 2001 the greatest attack on American soil since pearl harbor was dealt to the United states of America by a mysterious organization know as Al-Queda. Multiple Gargantuan airplanes with hundreds of passengers crashed into strategic positions on the east coast. Thousands died. I still remember what i did that day, I went to school had a blast like every other day and loved it and came home to tell my mom. I was in the third grade, and what did a third grader care about a concepts he did not even understand; death, attack, axis of evil. My teacher said that that would be the day that my grandchildren would as me about, but I could tell them more about a boy that became a hero in that fall of 2001.
When I was in the third grade I loved going to school, loved seeing my gang, loved seeing my teacher. I did not love the school bully. My school had that typical bully, the bully that had it ruff, whose parents were not as well of as the rest of us. I do not remember the name of that bully. It’s funny how the people you thought were important then are not even important enough to remember know. I do remeber one boy named Tyler.
Tyler was a fifth grader, which was eons older thn me in grade school years. Tyler was my hero and also my reading buddy, a school program that paired up older and younger kids to help them learn to read more fluently. Tyler was a good all American kid, and the day i got bullied he showed it.
This is the day I remember better than most. I was the end of summer and the few deciduous trees were making there annual change. The playground black top was still had it’s sweltering heat. The bully, a boy slightly larger than the rest of the kid in his grade accosted me on the black top with his usual cocky strut. I saw his worn jeans and faded shirt and looked away hoping he would not pick me as his target today. fwap. ring. muffled voices. He had just thrown a red rubber ball at the side of my head. I put my hand on the pavement, my eyes watered and i had a ringing in my eye, the type of ringing you get when you mess with a loud firework and get burned. Over the ringing i could still hear his lone laughter and the silence of everyone else. He made some snide remarks and the Tyler showed up. He came over from the circle of fifth grade boys playing games. Tyler and the bully were both fifth grades and almost he same size. At this point everyone the saw what happened to me was now watching.
Tyler puffed up with every step as if pumps in his shoes were making him taller and tougher the closer he got to Him. By the time the were next to each other Tyler was a train his fists like wrecking balls. Tyler never fought Him but he got the job done.
That summer Tyler died while riding his scooter done hill. A truck t-bones him and his head was smashed against the curb. He was put on life support but he was brain dead and had no chance of recovery; his parents pulled the plug. Today only a bench stands in the memory of Tyler at the corner he was hit, but for me I do not need the bench to remeber Tyler, although I still go sit on it from time to time.
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