Personal Narrative: The Big Dog

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Josh criticized on time here at school. He told me that I was a no good white trash short cracker. It was when he first moved here he didn't know anyone so he did not know who the big dog was around these parts. I felt down about it at first but then “then i realized that I was better than him because he called me names and I hadn't said a word to him. I am proud about the way I handled it. He hasn't called me a no good white trash short cracker since then. This experience has not change the way I offer feedback to others i'm still the big dog in these parts.

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