I'm not sure how long it had been happening, as the mom spoke up about 60 seconds after I walked in. "Come on, guys. There are kids up here." She was waiting on her 12-ish looking son, along with her 15-ish looking son. The girl sort of nodded and quieted down for just a bit before furthering her dialogue with slight tweaks.
The mom eventually left, and the girl then began mocking her. "comeonguystherearekidsuphere-hehehehe" she told her friends.
I had enough.
"Oh, well," the girl stammered.
"Really, that must take A LOT of courage."
"Well, I, uh... didn't want to make a big deal about it and cause a scene in the library."
"And yet you're doing it now that she's gone. Kind of seems hypocritical, huh?"
She blushed with silence. The boys around her buried their heads into their comics and phones.
I smiled. "No, don't worry if you don't have anything to say. I'm about to leave and so then you can talk about me, too. Have fun with that. I'm so glad we just got it all out on the table right now so we all know what you're really doing and choosing to be like right now. See ya."
End of Chapter One.
"Hi, can I tell you what happened after you left?" I asked.
She nodded, and I did.
"Thank you for sticking up for me," she offered after hearing me tell the story.
"Absolutely. I also mentioned something to the librarians." I looked at her boys and then back at her. "You know, you did the right thing. We should all stick up for what's right, right?"
She... and her boys... nodded.
End of Chapter Two.
Whether we're drawing a line ourselves or highlighting a line someone else drew, we can be pointed in the right direction and help point others that way, too.
Perhaps next time I'll be one or two legs... or three or four.
End of Chapter Three.
(your turn - go live these values out where you live this week)
"You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden." (Matthew 5:14)