EspañolA few days ago, I was accosted at gunpoint as I walked back to my home in Guayaquil, Ecuador. “Give me your things!” the assailant demanded. “Why?” I asked. Surprised by my response, he screamed, “Give me your stuff now!”
“Tell me what I’ve done to you and why you’re robbing me,” I responded. He then stared at me, and told me to go.
Why did I say this? I don’t know. Why did he let me go? I don’t have an answer for that either. What I do know is that behind every criminal, as with any person, there is a long story, and it certainly isn’t a happy one.