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 Heroes I Have Known

 
Among my friends in fourth grade were a few kids we considered heroes.
 
Now these were not your every-day type heroes.  They were just kids who 
enjoyed helping other people.
 
Nancy was one such hero.  She was my best friend.  There was a big difference
between us.  I was tall and skinny, just like my dad.   Nancy was the smallest
girl in fourth grade.
 
Nancy was a hero because she stood up to the biggest, meanest kid in school.
 
From Jim even the other boys ran.  He was six feet tall (at least it seemed that
way to us little kids) and always on hand to cause trouble.  Few people knew
what to do about him especially Miss Thompson, our teacher.  At eleven he was
older and taller than any other kids in her class and was there for the third time.
 
Nancy was a well-behaved little girl.  Some of the kids even called her a nerd.
She wore frilly dresses, white knee socks and shiny black shoes.  Nancy was
definitely not a tomboy.  But when Jim teased me, her best friend, she took
after him with a huge stick and chased him clear across the schoolyard.
 
Jim was so embarrassed he went into hiding.  When he finally dared show his
face again, he had lost the reputation he had worked so hard to gain.  Now he
was just a coward.
 
Tommy Anderson was another one of our heroes.  He was a kid who could make
a mountain out of a molehill.  He saved old Mrs. Applebee from the butchers'
Great Dane.  It wasn't much of a rescue.  Butch only wanted the piece of meat
he smelled and which happened to be in Mrs. Applebee's purse.  Within an
hour the story was out that Mrs. Applebee would have been brutally attacked
by a savage pack of wild dogs, but had been rescued by our hero Tommy. 
 
Then there was Sydney.  Sydney was a sneak.  He made a habit out of saving
girls.  He raised frogs.  Whenever he saw a girl one or two of his frogs would
accidentally escape.  Of course he could not let the girl suffer, so he would
recapture the frogs and save the girl from a fate worse than death.
 
As for me, I was never much of a hero.  The only person I ever saved was
myself.
 

                                                Marion de Man

 

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May 21, 2003
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