Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Stoned

If I tell you that little kids sometimes throw rocks at me while I'm riding my bicycle in the evening, does that sound scary?

I wouldn't say the reality of it, however, is very frightening. I live in a quiet residential area full of palm-lined streets and while riding around in the evenings, there are occasionally kids of 7 - 13 years old wandering around the streets, assumably in front of their houses. Occasionally they have bikes themselves, but more often they're on foot, and when I ride buy somebody throws a rock at me.

Not with the intention to hit me, I don't think. Generally there are no angry shouts and they never chase after me. One small rock, or occasionally a handful of pebbles, will fly by, generally coming nowhere near hitting me.

I think they're just curious. They'd probably do something similar to monkeys in the zoo, if they had the opportunity.

One kid threw two at me, however, this afternoon, so I got off the bike and grabbed a couple of small rocks and threw them in his direction. He and his younger companion bolted away.

As for the older teenagers, they occasionally scream "fuck you!" out of the window of their cars at me. Again, they don't do much else -- the first time it happened I was expecting them to run me off the road and get out with tire iron, but they just kept driving.

Somewhere along the line it's possible for youthful unruliness to become dangerous extremism of course -- I haven't encountered it yet, though. One colleague told me that a few years ago, at the height of hostility to foreigners, a group of angry local teens started throwing rocks at his house and daring him to come outside, at which point he thinks they probably would have killed him.

He didn't, and they didn't. They never came back -- he supposes the police identified and had a word with them.


And so international communication continues apace.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Why don't you show them little towel-munchers what America stands for?

GIT SOME, GIT SOME!!

Lt. Col. Elija Stonehead, US Air Force (retired)

TEFL makes me feel like a secret agent. said...

I have no idea why but when I was younger a group of local kids used to call me bog roll boy and throw toilet paper at me on my way to school.

I got my revenge by bribing some older lads to punish the little runts.

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El Cabron que se rie... said...

They're probably upset at the sight of so much bare flesh - uncovered arms and legs!!

Or maybe they're closet gayboys, denying their terrible tendencies?

Next time, shout "Go fuck your sisters, you little towel-head terrorists!"

It just might work...

Anonymous said...

You hillbillies-in-disguise should really be studied in a lab. You travel the world, read books, go to the best schools, surf the Internet and yet you never learn a damn thing.

Anonymous said...

You're allowing anonymous comments again? You MUST be bored......

chase863 said...

great blog. When I used to go to school on a bike, someone at a point in the road throwed pebbles at me too. With no intention of hhurtin me