I still remember the day when I was eleven years old, when on the way home from school with my friend, we were suddenly jumped upon by four teenagers who yelled racial and Anti-Semitic slurs at us and proceeded to beat us up because we were Jewish. While I ended up with just a few bruises, my friend ended up on the floor and received a few bonus kicks before the hoodlums ran away after a neighbor started yelling that he was calling the police.
Unfortunately I cannot say that this was the only incident in my childhood when I experienced Anti-Semitism as growing up in England offered plenty of similar experiences, including being pelted with large rocks, having bottles thrown at me, other physical a… Read More »
When I drive, I often like to use up every last ounce of gas before I go to fill up. Over the years, I discovered the hard way that it wasn’t always the best approach to driving a car. Once I broke down as I ran out of gas right across the road from a gas station, but other times I wasn’t as lucky. As a result of these incidents, I have improved over the years and learned to go the gas station before the last minute, and occasionally I even fill up the car when I still have a quarter of a tank left.