Step away from the angry girl...

How many girls out there know how to throw a punch? And not a weenie throw your elbow back with any real force punch; a real punch. How many times in your life would it have been helpful?

I can count on all my fingers and then some its helpfulness. Unfortunately, I learned to fight at a late age. It would have been really nice when I was a small child, a teenager, and most importantly a young adult.

I can recall a few instances when I could have used it, one was when I was 11 years old and my cousins and I decided to door bell ditch. A stupid game all kids play. While running from house to house, not thinking much about it, we turned around to find a man chasing us. We all began running as fast as we could, I however didn’t notice the chain linked fence and ran right into it. As I turned around a man grabbed me by the throat and picked me up off the ground. He then began trying to drag me into his house. I kicked with all my strength and got away. How nice it would have been to know some fighting techniques. Instead it was pure luck that I managed to get away.

Another was when I was 14 years old and my friends and I were jumped on the subway. I wish I had been able to bitch slap this punk and drop him to his knees. Instead I watched as he broke a beer bottle over my friends head.

As I can just imagine, everyone can think of a time in their life that it would have come in handy. My dream for my girls is that they become bad ass and whoop on anyone that tries to hurt them.