I have the pleasure of working at the north end of Crissy Field and today, while out for a lunch break, I witnessed 5 young boys approximately 9 years of age throwing rocks at gulls. The gulls were floating in the water near the shoreline and the boys thought it was funny to see how close they could come to hitting a gull. I sat and watched without saying anything. Then as I was walking back to the office I veered in the direction of the boys, as if I was going to say something, but I couldn’t bring myself to confront them. To make matters worse I then passed within 5 feet of the mom, and again, was not able to say a word.
I wanted to stop and ask the boys if they would like having rocks thrown at them but I couldn’t. I wasn’t prepared for a confrontation or any sort of resistance. I can only hope that on another day I will say something. How can we overcome the challenge of confronting individuals?