I just watched a DVD on bullying in the schools. I am in the mood to rant to someone about my past experiences of being bullied. So, here goes my rant.
I thought I would warn you first that this nothing more than a rant.
They threw rocks at me during recess and food at me during lunch. I had a kid drop a bug into my hair once. I have had a student SPIT chewing gum into my hair. The teacher had to cut the gum out of my hair. I was crying of course. I have gotten letters left on my desk that the devil has his eye on me. One said that he knew where I lived. My French workbook was stolen once. I know it was stolen because it desappeared at the begininning of the year. Then, at the end of the year, I walked a way from my books for a while and came back to see the original French workbook sitting in with my books. I had to pay for a new workbook which is not something that I like to have to spend money on.
The teacher would tell me to tell them who did it. But, I am terrible at face recognition and couldn't identify the students. So I was always the one who got in to trouble if I tried to fight back.
My step-father thought that picking on me at home would strengthen my skin so that it wouldn't bother me at school. What a ridiculous theory? I repeatedly made suicidal comments as a kid. What was my step-father's response? "Once you're suicidal, you're hopeless." This remark made my blood boil. When I was in elementary school, the school made my mom take me to see some woman. She told me to walk away when they pick on me. She had no concept of being unable to do anything about it because you can't leave the school grounds and can't recognize faces. It is certainly enough to make me feel helpless in a ways. So now society sees me as the "patient." Maybe the "patient" is my bad experiences and not me.
Thanks for letting me rant about things.