In March I stopped talking to my friend Tuan for three weeks.
The was small: he told other people something I said about a teacher.
I was angry, however I was also , so I said nothing to him.
Three weeks is a long time in a class of thirty students.
Our friends took , and two of them stopped talking to each other because of us.
Finally my sister asked me one question: do you want to be right, or do you want your friend?
I sent him four words: I was also wrong.
He answered in two minutes, and we met at the football field the same evening.
We did not the problem for long; we talked about it for five minutes and then played.
I learned that in a the first person who speaks is not the one.