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Anger

I was greeted with anger in school this morning. Some people know how to start to make a bad day. Well, this is what happened. My principal was having the usual bad morning. I needed to see her for something. Upon seeing me, she mentioned about the errors in the graduation souvenir program which I made. That was enough to make her flaunt and burst like a raging volcano. She let it out at the top of her lungs.

Seated there, I was listening to every word that gets between my ears. I remained calm. I never uttered a word. When I felt that it is time for me to say my piece, I talked. With caution and brevity, I said, when you got mad at seeing those errors, it would be understandable; but how would you think I feel when I was the one who made it? It was already the final print. No amount of anger would revise those errors anyway. So I remained what I think is better to be done, be calm.

Divert our energy to something positive. If I feel that nothing can be done, then be it. Some things are better left off as they are rather than make a big fuss out of it. I just don't know. Some people only know how to look at your mistakes or loopholes but don't offer any constructive comments or assistance.

As they say, if you can't do anything better, then just shut up. Far better than making it worse with snide remarks or side comments. Better yet, help up to make it right the next time.

Anger is an intense emotion. It is part of being human. It is neither good or bad. It is good because it allows us to revoke pent up emotions and negative energies. It relieves us of the enemies inside of us. It removes the monsters that we all have.

It becomes bad when we do not know how to handle it appropriately. When we do not know how to divert it to something constructive and positive, then anger becomes a liability. It becomes our escape when we cannot face ourselves, our mistakes, our weaknesses.

It is okay to be angry. Human as we are, our emotions carry us to our limits. But bear in mind, that we control them, and not otherwise.

So, the next time you meet anger, be ready to confront yourself...it is how you react to it that makes it better or worst.

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