It was a typical sunny June day. The car carefully circled the potholes on the primer, I’m driving. I knew that the radio was on, but the music was not audible. Why? Because Lenochka was sitting next to me, she is years old, and she cried in a voice, muffling the radio. She cried and cried that all this is impossible, that this is the end of everything, that there is no sense and demanded an answer "Why? !! .." She was furious. I thanked fate that next to it there are no cutting objects, otherwise I would have been unkind ... In the eyes of lightning flashing, my eyes pierced through and stopped somewhere deep down. The lips were crimson, bloodshot, and the words that came out could pierce the armor: «I’ll jump out of the car right now!", "In this life, I no longer see the point!"
And I have peace of mind. On her threats, I calmly stated that if she again pulls the handle of the door on the run, then I’ll drop her right in this wilderness. She can do whatever she wants with her life, but while she’s in my car, I’m responsible, both for road safety and for the lives of people who trusted me. I do not want criminal responsibility for her jumping out of the car. Love is love, and neither of us needs to be imprisoned.
I did not want to break off her cries and did not consider it necessary. Everything was already decided. Previously there were discussions, but more went into a monologue, and I made a decision: no sacrifices. In the day only 4 hours, and her desire that all 4 hours I was beside her, causes me only bewilderment and sympathy. I ask her to understand that I am the master of my 4 hours, and where, how and with whom I will conduct them, I also decide. This is not discussed.
Actually, after these words, the wave of indignation rose even higher, to the level of a tsunami. Lena screamed and seemed to be unable to stop anything.
Ahead, 400 meters behind the turn on the country road to the right, a figure of a man appeared who turned around and raised his hand. He voted, asking us to let him down. I continued to go, but suddenly, for 3 meters to the voter, I turned on the right turn signal and started to brake. This was done deliberately. I gave Lena exactly 3 seconds to interrupt this stormy stream of abuse, reproaches, lamentations and indignations. And you know what? It was enough for one second!!!
It was magic, I felt like a dumbfounded primitive, who first touched the tape recorder and turned the knob to remove the volume from the maximum to zero. I removed the roar of a wounded mammoth in a second! For the second, while the voter opened the back door, there was complete silence in the car.
I turned back to the right door, asking a soft smile: where are you going? The man asked me to take him to the village: well, it was absolutely all the same to me. When I turned to the fellow traveler, I naturally ran through Lenochka with my eyes: she no longer cried. Of course, the face was tear-stained, mild ink and sore eyes, but she only looked ahead.
The car began to move quietly, after about two minutes I asked the traveling companion with ease, why did I get so far? He said that he works in the forest, etc., etc. It was already not important, it was important that a radio station was heard in the car, and I left with an uninteresting performance of one actor and one spectator.
Soon the passenger left, then there was another 15 minutes drive to the customs, while only music and the rustle of the wheels could be heard. Customs - it’s time for us to part. The girl left, turned around and quietly said: "I understand, thank you!" I smiled back.
I often recall this story, analyzing the instant "magic" of stopping the emotional storm. Therefore, it is difficult for me to agree that the ability to such a quick management of emotions is lost by the end of school age. I think that at least many of us have this possibility, but whether this person will be able to use this ability depends on his own decisions and on the position of others. If the author of the emotion is sure that his emotion is rolling, then he will show it. If someone near you and in your direction shows a manipulative emotion, then he does it exactly as much as you allow it.