She thought her day would be a bad one. Like one of those bad days people experience within their daily lives like being unable to pay their debts in time, they get into a car accident, they forgot their child’s birthday, they forgot to do this and that, and so on.
She thought her day would be the worst so far. Worse than the time she accidently brought her bratty 6-year old nephew the wrong gift last Christmas, and she and her sister, the nephew’s mother, unsuccessfully try to calm him down before he had a meltdown.
And yet … it turned out to be the best day so far.
Earlier that day, she was at home, keeping the house clean while her three children – a 17-year old son, a 14-year old son, and a 10-year old daughter are at school, and her husband at work, for keeping the house clean and looking after the children was traditionally the wife’s role in the family.
It was only 1:45 in the afternoon when she receives a call from her daughter’s school. The principal on the other line kept taking about how her daughter had gotten into a fight with a group of older girls, and how in the end, she’s the only one that received the most injuries.
The instincts of a mother kick in as she grabs her car keys, dashes out through the front door and runs towards her station wagon. She turns on the ignition; only the car engine isn’t running well. Out of all the days for the engine to not working properly, it had to pick this day.
She turns off the ignition in anger and proceeds to go to her daughter’s school on foot. From her home, the school isn’t very far as it only takes her 10 minutes to get there. If her car were working today, it’d be less than 5 minutes.
About close to her daughter’s school, she finds herself being ambushed by three men who, due to wearing old clothes that came from dumpsters and having poor hygiene, haven’t had any baths for like months. Two of them have crowbars and chains in their hands, and she could see the menacing looks on their faces as their eyes are locked onto her brown purse.
“Give us your money, lady, and no one will get hurt!” One of the men threatened her.
“Don’t bother calling the police!” Another one cried as he points a gun at her, even though she wasn’t planning on reaching for her iPhone.
She said nothing and didn’t try to do anything.
One of the men (the one with the gun) made a grab for her purse. He failed to see the smirk on her face. Before he could pull the purse away from her, she grabs the straps hard and yanks it towards her, causing the man that grabbed her purse to fall towards her where she proceeds in directly punching him in the face. He dropped his gun.
“That bitch broke my nose!” The man that tried grabbing her purse earlier cried as he felt his bruised nose. Blood is dripping from his nostrils.
Unbeknownst to her and the three crooks, a group of Grade 3 students are watching the entire scene from the classroom window.
“That lady’s no damsel in distress.” One of the students cried.
“Kick that bastard’s butt!” Another student yelled.
“Language, Tommy!” One of the school teachers yelled at the student that yelled a curse word.
The two remaining crooks made a dash towards her, hoping to teach her a lesson after she injured one of their own. She jumps and performs a backflip just in time to see the two crooks knock into each other.
The crook with the bruised nose made a grab for his gun and points it at her, only she kicks the gun off of his hands before he could trigger it. She kicks him in the face, sending him falling into the pavement.
With all three crooks down on ground, bruised and half-conscious, she continues on her way to the school where by the time she made it to the front doors, Mrs. Smith approaches her.
“I can’t believe you managed to take down those dirty crooks and walk out of the scene without a scratch, Mrs. Miles.” Mrs. Smith said to her. “Where did you learn all those moves?”
“From witnessing my children watching too many kung-fu movies over the weekend.” She, Mrs. Miles, replied with a smile on her face.