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One Good Turn Deserves Another Essay Definition

Beth was smaller than the other children in her class. In fact she was smaller than most of the children in her one-teacher rural school. It was embarrassing that some of the five and six year-olds were taller. Even her own sister, who was two years younger than she was, and had just started school, was well—as tall.

Barry, a large red headed boy in her class, teased her, but not unkindly. He often called her Shorty or Little-un. She didn't like him much. He was too big and he always seemed to be there. And it is as well he was, when a ferret-faced sixth class boy, who had forgotten his lunch, decided to have Beth's instead.

'She don't need it,' he sneered. 'Doesn't look as though she eats anyway.' He held Beth's lunch box out of her pleading reach.

Other children gathered around but none was brave enough to attack the bully, verbally or physically, until Barry coming from nowhere launched himself at him, clutching his legs and landing him like a sack of potatoes on the ground. Beth's lunch flew into the air and Barry, deftly catching it, bowed and presented to her.

Years passed, and although Beth and Barry went to different high schools they tended to move in the same circles, share many of the same friends. Barry no longer called Beth Shorty, but now said she was petite. She rather liked this. She rather liked Barry and Barry was realizing that he more than just liked Beth. They wrote to each other when Barry went to Agriculture College and went out together whenever he came home. They didn't bother much with their friends; they liked to be alone.

It was on a lovely sunny afternoon, when they were walking through the park, that they met Ferret-face. Seeing their clasped hands, he sniggered.

'Still protecting Shorty from the world, eh Barry.'

Barry saw red, but this time Ferret- face was ready, and took off like greased lightning.

Beth grasped Barry's arm. 'Let him go. I’m not worried. Anyway I'm not short. I'm petite.' She laughed as she looked up at Barry.

Barry put his arms around her and hugged her close. 'Of course you are and I love you. I think I've always loved you. Beth do you . . . ?

Beth wriggled free.

Of course I love you. I can't imagine life without you.'

'But Beth,' He stammered a little. 'I mean like, do you love me enough to marry me?'

'Of course I will. After all 'one good turn deserves another.' She giggled, but the ardour of her kiss left no room for doubt in Barry's mind.

© Colleen McMillan

one good turn deserves another

A favor or kind deed should be repaid in kind. You were a lifesaver for us when we needed a babysitter last week, so I'm happy to help now—one good turn deserves another, after all.

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One good turn deserves another.

Prov. If someone does you a favor, you should do a favor for that person in return. Jill: Thanks for the ride. Jane: It's the least I can do after you helped me wash the car last week. One good turn deserves another.Child: I don't want to help Grandma go shopping. Father: But she helped you with your homework yesterday. And one good turn deserves another.

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one good turn deserves another

A favor should be returned in kind, as in I'll give you a ride next time-one good turn deserves another. This maxim was first recorded about 1400, and the converse, One bad turn deserves another, about 1500.

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one good turn deserves another

if someone does you a favour, you should take the chance to repay it.

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ˌone good ˌturn deserves aˈnother

(saying) if somebody helps you with something, you should help them in return

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