I don't remember this but my parents always tell me about it. When I was 4 and my brother was 8 we were having a family lunch in a pub, one of those ones with a big garden and a playground and stuff, so anyway those two boys who looked slightly older than my brother were bullying him and making fun of him in the playground area, my parents had seen from the table and were about to go intervene when I picked up a stick and charged towards the boys

apparently I chased them all the way back to their parents and they were crying

I was NOT having it.