Cá vai,
My grandmother:
The sweetest old grandmother one can have. As small as Bianka(I swear to God) and just as kind and calm. She laughs a lot and makes lots of jokes about spanish people. Right now she is a bit weak because she had a heart operation less than a year ago, she's very thin and her head is not as good as before. 78 years old.
She's always lived with my grandfather in little town.
Today my mother woke me up in the early hours of dawn and two hours later we were in my grandparents place to have lunch(at 1pm). We got there cooked up a bit, ate, drunk some coffee with whiskey and a piece of chocolate.
I then noticed that my grandmother had a big damn bruise on her left arm as she lifted it the put the whiskey bottle back in place. I said: "Wtf granny?!"
So she then followed to explain us that one of my cousins(a 45 year old man which I have always greatly admired and thought of him as a great person, whom my family and specially grandmother helped to bring up and cared about as her own child) had hit her in the arm because the price of the potatoes my grandmother wanted to sell him for his restaurant did not please him...So he hit her on her arm and left that big bruise and then buggered off. That happened not long ago.
After this I look at my father, he gets up and I follow him. We were both PISSED OFF MAN. He goes to the back door of the restaurant gets in and makes him come out. He was way so out of himself that he barely let his own son touch him.
I have never seen him like that- and I've seen him out of himself many times.
Once we thought he was knocked out and our backs were turned towards him he managed to sort of jump and grab my legs. Unexpectedly(please do laugh) I fell!*Tada* Got myself a little cut on the head- 2 stitches.(Can't barely be seen though but bled a lot)
What happens afterwards will not really contribute for anything at all so I will just cut it, however I can tell that I have a very small fracture(it's not even a fracture, just a little bit of the bone that got disconnected with the main bone, very little I can move it just needs ice and a cream) on my little right hand finger from...well hope you get it.
All the care I had for my cousin disappeared once my grandmother told me he had hit her, same with my father...It was terrible and we never expected something like that. How would you have dealt with a similar situation in your countries???Please do comment and tell me how it would have been. It's important for me.
In addition for today...
Got home something like half an hour ago and on the way i get a phone call from the wife of one of my close friends saying that he had a car accident and broke his chest.
Interesting...
The doctor didn't say anything about not going to the shot party and drinking absynth shots for 50 euro cents with Lena tonight, hope it will make me feel better...
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Hey Vasco,
sorry to hear about this incident. Back home (now I am actually back home, waiting for my sister to pick me up from the airport), we will just call the police, and I think that is what you should do.
I hope your grandmother will feel better.
take pictures of naked babies, put them on his computer and THEN tell the police.
They dont take kindly to paedophiles in prison.
Poleo, I don't think your advise is very good, as it is encouraging to go down to the level of the criminal. A correct procedure would not involve physical violence, but psychological torture and a complaint filed to the police. However, different people handle these situations in different ways.
I think that Swedish procedure would be to pretend nothing ever happened. In most cases, people would try diplomacy - or rather, empty words. Beating him up would cause a fuss and definitly divide the family, and bring some inconvenient light upon it's level of retardation. I do not, however, find anything particularly noble about this, and cannot but commend you for dealing with the situation like Maria Theresa would have instructed.
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