An impressive English kid

I have to say, I was really really moved by a British boy. When I was in the KFC, eating a little corn, looking randomly around, a mom with two kids walked to the table just before in front of me. The older kid, who was about 6-7 years old, sat on at the table quite quickly, waiting for his mom to bring him back food. While the little kid, about 3-4 years old, looked around curiously at the environment and didn't want to sit still. After trying to make him sit still for quite many times, his mother finally got angry, and just yelled at the kid with a controlled voice, "Just sit down!". And I was pretty sure that the kid could feel her anger by the force through of her hands. The mother then walked away and the little kid was crying in a quiet voice. He showed a really unhappy face and tried to bear bury his face in his arms on the table. The brother leaned his body forward and said:"Be a big boy, be a big boy." At that moment, his eyes, his voice, and his sincere look made me feel so touched. I think this is the power of the kids, they can remind you of something you didn't have but you still feel the strength and love from them.
Once my step-father tried to make me leave get away from the door. I thought I was just playing, and that I was not really in his way. However, I was wrong, he was really angry, and violently pulled me away from the door. I would never forget the force fromof  his hands. That always reminds me that things might not be the way you think to be that they are.. At first, I might think that might be a fun thing, a sweet thing, people around me love me, care for me, but sometimes they just don't. I wished I would had a big brother like this English kid who could tell me that there was no need to think too much, it would be fine. Or I wish that I had the ability to comfort myself at that time.
How could I be so emotional these days? But does emotional feelings help people think?

An impressive English kid

I have to say, I was really really moved by a British boy. When I was in the KFC, eating a little corn, looking randomly around, a mom with two kids walkeding up to the table just before in front of me. The Her older child kid, who is about 6-7 years old, sat down at on the table quite quickly, waiting for his mom to bring him back food, while the younger child little kid, about 3-4 years old, looked curiously at the environment his surroundings and seemingly didn't want to sit still. After trying to make him sit still for quite many a few times, his mother finally got angry, and just yelled at the kid spoke to the child in a loud but with a controlled voice, "Just sit down!". And I was pretty sure that the kid could feel her force anger through her hands(???). The mother then walked away and the little kid was crying softly in a quite voice. He showed a really unhappy face and tried to bear bury his face in his arms on the table. The brother leant his body forward and said:"Be a big boy, be a big boy." At that moment, his eyes, his voice, and his sincere look made me feel so touched. I think this is the power of the children kids, they can remind u something you didn't have but still feel the strength and love from them.
Once my step-father tried to make me move out of the doorway leave the door. I thought I was just playing, not really in his way. However, I was wrong, he was really angry, and violently pulled me away from the door. I would never forget the force from his hands. That always reminds me that things might not be the way you think them to be. At first, I might think that might be a fun thing, a sweet thing, people around me love me, care about/for me, but sometimes they just don't. I wished I would have had a big brother like this English kid boy who could tell me that there was no need to think too much, it would be fine. Or I wish that I had this ability to comfort myself at that time/such times.
How could I be so emotional these days? But does emotional feeling help people think?