Fight Club

My mom is from a deep village in Sigatoka Fiji. Back in the day when we went to visit. While I was just a kid. My four sisters sat at the back with me in the shot gun on my mom's lap. We stopped at places to eat food and ice cream even McDonald's. As a kid I knew my grandfather's house be lit. Because of soccer and fighting. My first real fight as a competition was organized by my uncles. A lot of them. There were three of us. The same age I'm for sure no older than grade 1. One of the kid was named bread. We fought first. The fight carried on for a long duration. Then my uncles picked me as the winner to fight one of my cousin uncle's son. I knew what a fighter he was. So I said to them let bread fight him first. He held bread by the neck and pushed him against the wall. Bread started crying and the fight was done. A few of my uncles were actually professional boxers.