Once, when I was in fifth grade, I played kickball outside at recess. I was on the kicking team and I was fourth in line. The pitcher on the other team would roll that ball to the kicker on my team slowly so that they could kick it easily. The first three kickers had slow pitches. When it was my turn, the pitcher rolled it as fast as he could at me, and he also put some spin on it. So, every time I would try to kick, I would miss the ball. He ended up striking me out, and the whole other team laughed at me. This made me furious. I wanted to humiliate him in front of the whole grade just like he had humiliated me. I couldn’t wait for the next day. Before recess that next day, I told everyone to come to the kickball diamond for recess. I told them that it was going to be a good game and almost persuaded everyone in my grade to come. Once recess came around that day, I made sure I got first in line to kick. I knew the pitcher was going to give me a fast pitch, so I let the first one roll by me. The kids on the other team started laughing quietly. The next pitch came at me with the same speed and spin as before, and I again let it roll by me. I heard laughs from the other team once more. The last pitch came at me and I kicked it square on as hard as I could. The ball flew off of my foot and hit the pitcher right in the face, knocking him on the ground. My whole team started cheering so loud, and the spectators started laughing at the pitcher. I thought to myself, “Now he knows how I felt.” When the pitcher struck me out and made fun of me, that caused me to get mad and seek revenge on him. This is similar to the events in Hamlet because in all of these cases, someone was mistreated, and then seeked
Once, when I was in fifth grade, I played kickball outside at recess. I was on the kicking team and I was fourth in line. The pitcher on the other team would roll that ball to the kicker on my team slowly so that they could kick it easily. The first three kickers had slow pitches. When it was my turn, the pitcher rolled it as fast as he could at me, and he also put some spin on it. So, every time I would try to kick, I would miss the ball. He ended up striking me out, and the whole other team laughed at me. This made me furious. I wanted to humiliate him in front of the whole grade just like he had humiliated me. I couldn’t wait for the next day. Before recess that next day, I told everyone to come to the kickball diamond for recess. I told them that it was going to be a good game and almost persuaded everyone in my grade to come. Once recess came around that day, I made sure I got first in line to kick. I knew the pitcher was going to give me a fast pitch, so I let the first one roll by me. The kids on the other team started laughing quietly. The next pitch came at me with the same speed and spin as before, and I again let it roll by me. I heard laughs from the other team once more. The last pitch came at me and I kicked it square on as hard as I could. The ball flew off of my foot and hit the pitcher right in the face, knocking him on the ground. My whole team started cheering so loud, and the spectators started laughing at the pitcher. I thought to myself, “Now he knows how I felt.” When the pitcher struck me out and made fun of me, that caused me to get mad and seek revenge on him. This is similar to the events in Hamlet because in all of these cases, someone was mistreated, and then seeked