The Great Street War

When I was a young kid still living in San Juan, Metro Manila, I grew up with a few friends and my abundant cousins. I don't know how it started, but one day we got into a fight with the kids from the next street. The taunting and the jeering were very vicious that war was declared. The designated warzone was the local church parking lot. The opposing street's kids were positioned on one side of the parking lot, while we are positioned on the opposite side. We have collected a huge amount stones and rocks as missile ammunitions. The melee did not last long, but a huge amount of flying missiles were exchange during the short period. I was pedaling the only mobile rock launcher, a beat up bicycle, in the whole conflict, while my cousin launched rocks from behind me. There were slingshots used but because of the distance accuracy was not great. After the missile melee, no kids were hurt, but a few of the ornamental big flower pots were smashed. Realizing what we have done, everyone ran home and after a day or two truce was declared.