This was an actual conversation that just occurred in my yard with one of the neighborhood kids. He was probably 10 or 11.
Bunch of kids riding on bicycles: F***, b*****, you (incomprehensible swearing)
Me: Hey guys, could you stop yelling?
Kid: F*** you, you b**** (more incomprehensible swearing)
Me: Would you like some tomatoes? (I had a bowl-full of fresh-picked cherry tomatoes in my arm.)
Kid: No, thank you. (random swearing) (to his friends) Does anyone want any tomatoes? (to me, politely) No, no one wants tomatoes.
Me: Okay, thanks.
Kid: (Random, incomprehensible swearing)
When I changed my interaction with him from demanding to offering, his entire demeanor changed. Even for just a moment, my offer made him stop, think for a moment, and show respect. The power of the garden.