People reveal the 'coolest way' their parents have stood up for them — it's just the kind of soup for the soul we need

As kids and even as adults, one of the things people constantly need is support. When trying something new or being wrongfully accused, people need to stand up for themselves and add to their strengths. Who better than our own parents and family members can help? Having been with us for a long time and knowing us inside out, our parents can provide the most valuable and impactful support to us. When they stand by our side, we receive a different type of strength and encouragement. We find it in us to outdo ourselves with the trust and love our parents render. Think about when you fought in school or were bullied as a kid. Whose support did you first look for? Whom did you first approach with the truth that you were innocent? 

A user on Reddit called on people to share their experiences of when their parents stood up for them. Being unique and distinct, parents have spot-on instances where they have supported their kids in the coolest and most unbelievable ways. Parents can bring out the superhero in them and these 15 instances prove just that. Right from dealing with accidents, fights, false accusations and vivid circumstances, with over 2.8k comments, people have shared unforgettable instances their parents stepped up in the most epic ways. 

1. You tell them, dad!

"In second grade, we were assigned to write an essay on what our parents did for work. Since my mom was a housewife at the time (an admirable job) I chose my dad, the Test Pilot. I wrote about how my dad was a fighter pilot and shot missiles and flew jets and was super cool, etc. I got a D on the paper and a note from my teacher that my parents had to sign. The note read, 'While Freiheitzeit has a brilliant imagination, the assignment was to write What my Parents Do, not what they want to do.' Needless to say, my dad was livid. The next day he called in late to the base, decked himself out in full gear and proudly walked me into class. My teacher's jaw dropped and he proceeded to give demonstrations of his gear to the students." -u/freiheizeit

2. Go, mama!

"I was about 7 or 8 years old at the time. My mom and I were driving. A carload of young guys cut my mom off and hit the brakes. Mom avoids rear-ending them, changes lanes, and goes about her business. They are swerving near our car, speeding up and not letting us pass, cutting us off. This sets off some kind of primal, maternal defense mechanism in my mother. We come up to a red light. My mother throws the car in 'park,' grabs a club from the backseat (it was actually a coffee table leg that we kept back there in case a weapon was needed), and sprints out of the car toward the douchemobile. She starts slamming the trunk and roof of their car screaming, ‘You think you're tough, picking on a single woman and a little boy?! Get the f**k out of this car and I’ll show you tough!!! Get out of the f**king car!!' They actually ran the red light and pulled a U-turn across three lanes of traffic to escape my table-leg-wielding psychopath of a mother." -u/dumbestgenius

3. Well deserved

"When I was 10, one Halloween, a group of neighborhood teenagers trashed my baby sister's toys. She was only 5 and was in shambles and I witnessed it and was angry. I knew three of the teenagers and decided to tail them, fully armed with eggs shaving cream and flour. When they left the apartment, he left his window open. So I popped out the screen and proceeded to mess up his living room. They caught me in the act. I jumped out the window. I didn't get far and these teenagers kick the shit out of me, black eyes, bloody nose, bruised up and to boot the security guard called the cops on me. The police took me home. The main culprit showed up at my door later that night with his dad. My stepfather (ex-navy seal) answered and yelled, 'How old is your son?' '17' POW. He pops the kid's dad in the face. (This was after the other dad implied he should pay for damages) 'Your 17-year-old son destroyed my daughter's toys and brutally assaulted my ten-year-old son. Get the f**k off my lawn. Thanks, Dad." -u/biglou

4. Oh 'geese'

5. They asked for it

"When I was in kindergarten, I lived in a small, predominantly white town, we were the only Chinese people. During lunch one day, a boy cut me in line at the lunch line and said, 'Get out of the way, chink!' I had no idea what that meant, so I went home that day and asked my mom what a chink was. She was shocked and told me that it was a very, very bad word and that anyone who says that to me is trying to be hurtful.
The next day, I'm already pretty mad, and soon enough, the bully cuts me and calls me a chink again. So, I did what any firey, little Chinese girl would do, and I pushed him as hard as I could into the trash can.
His awful mother comes and starts going off about how terrible I am for pushing her son into the garbage. My mother argued that her son was being a bully and calling me a chink, to which she replied, 'He called her a chink because that's what you people are.' Then, much to the principal's horror, my mother shoved the woman into the garbage can, grabbed my hand, and stormed out." -u/souroctopus

6. Well-planned

"In junior high, I was tormented daily, to the point where I was somewhat suicidal. Finally, I broke down and told my parents what was going on. My dad was furious, as was my mom. That night, they held a 'War Meeting' with my brother and his friends (who were all big beefy guys). My dad wanted to wring the guy's neck but didn't want to get arrested. So he sent my brother (who was 16 and still a minor) over with his friends to go knock on his door and told him, 'If he didn't leave me alone, they'd take him out back and shoot him like the little b**ch that he was.' The next day my tormentor was mysteriously absent and after that didn't say so much as a word to me, for which I was very grateful." -u/angelworks

7. A lineage of beatings

"When I was 8 years old, this 14-15-year-old kid came up to me while playing basketball. I made my shot, a very proud moment as I could barely throw the ball that high. This kid shoots and misses. He ran up to me and said, 'You think you're pretty f**king good?' then proceeded to barehand choke me until I passed out. I left the Center crying and walked over to where my mom worked. I told her I had been choked out by a 'piece of shit kid.' She proceeded to drive us both over to the Center. I point out the kid and she proceeds to peg that f**ker in the back of the head. He turns to see who threw the ball, and he shits his pants. She runs over to a now scared kid and screams, 'If you so much as touch my child again, I'll kick your ass, I'll kick your mom's ass, I'll have my husband kick your dad's ass, and when my son (a national champion wrestler, he was on holiday at the time) comes back, he'll kick your ass in school every day until you f**king graduate. Understood?' I was so smug and happy. The kid left crying, and to this day refuses to even look at me. I love you, mom." -u/platicca

8. That's what I'm talking about 

9. Smart snitch

"I have a marvelous instance of a mother finding a creative solution to the slings and arrows of injustice. My fourth-grade teacher was an effective instructor but was often excessively strict. I was foolhardy enough to turn in a spelling test - which consisted entirely of correct answers - without my name on the top. She ripped it up in front of the class. My mother had recently read an article by Fred Rogers about how important it is to honor your child's creations. She wrote a letter to Mr. Rogers about what my teacher had done and asked him to talk to her. He did, and when my teacher saw my mother next, she sheepishly said, 'You tattled on me to Mr. Rogers, didn't you.' She never did anything of the sort to me, nor any of her future students, ever again." -u/grandel-khan

10. A little support goes a long way

"When I was about seven, my teachers and the school counselor diagnosed me with severe mental retardation and ADD because I never spoke in class or talked to the other kids. My dad wrote one of his signature 'Angry Brit Letters' to the counselor and demanded they take back the ADD diagnosis and give me an IQ test. After much badgering, they tested me properly and took back the diagnosis. I'm at Cambridge now. If they'd just said 'Well, she's a professional, we probably missed something' and left me going through the education system labeled as attention-deficit and legally retarded, I would not be doing what I'm doing." -u/FrankieWalrus

11. Well-played

"One of the guys in the year above my little brother started giving him shit while walking to the bus stop. He got punched from behind, got up and told the guy to f**k off. After repeatedly being punched and walking off, he turned around and blocked the next punch. And then punched the guy about 6 times in the face. From witness accounts, they were quick, and hard, and the guy just crumpled and started crying. My brother just turned and walked to the bus. The principal rings up and says he's expelled for violence, etc., and he's uncontrollable and aggressive and the guy he 'attacked' is a brown belt in Tae Kwon Do, so my brother must have been crazy violent to be able to beat him. He also 'could have accidentally killed him.' Mum calmly replied that my little brother was not expelled. He was a senior black belt. Not junior. Not the normal 13-year-old black belt that some of the other kids had. And he was provoked, which she knew because 3 mothers had called her already to say them and their kids were talking about what they saw. And that my brother was not expelled from school, because if he meant to kill him, he'd be dead." -u/coggsa

12. Take that

13. Get 'em mama

"For Mother's Day when I was in the 1st grade, my teacher had all the kids make cards for their mothers. She gave the simple instructions of having it have a 'Frayed' bottom. I did what I thought frayed was. My card was not up to my teacher's standards so she ripped it up, threw it away, and sent me home. I told my mom what happened. She drove us back to the school. She stormed into the classroom and asked my teacher why I didn't have a card for her. The teacher had no response. My mother asked again and the teacher responded that I didn't do it right. My mother took all the pieces out of the trash, threw them on the teacher's desk in front of her, grabbed the teacher's tape, slammed it down on the desk, and ordered her to put it back together. The teacher had no choice but to comply. The card was finally pieced back together and all taped back up. My mother picked up the card, looked at it, and in the sincerest voice said, 'This has got to be the most beautiful Mother's day card I have ever seen. Next time my son makes something better than anything you ever received, don't tear it up.'" -u/deodorized

14. Perfect response

"My dad single-handedly raised me and my sister, after my mom died when we were 7 and 8. My 6th-grade teacher hated me. I mean, really hated me. I'm sure I was a smartass insufferable kid, but I think it's not okay for an adult to bully and humiliate an 11-year-old in front of the whole class just because you don't like her. Anyway, my grades were lousy and I wanted to change schools, but my dad was not completely buying the 'my teacher hates me' story. He spent a week working on an assignment with me, helping me produce the most amazing Russian Revolution essay an 11-year-old could deliver. The stupid teacher gave me an F. So my dad simply showed up at class, told the teacher she was an embarrassment to the Nation's education system, and took me out of that school for good. After reporting her, of course." -u/suenami

15. Straight out of a movie