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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 4:56 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 6:37 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 6:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 6:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 8:20 pm
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When I was in school, I was: • bullied • harassed • treated like crap • briefly stalked
I've got restraining orders on the stalker and the main one harassing me, and to deal with the bullying, I did what I had been told to do since I was six; ignore. Until it got into actual harassment, I would just ignore it. I stayed away from the kids who gave me crap and stuck near the kids that didn't, focused on my work, and took it to the administration team or, in some cases, the police when it escalated to a level that I felt was dangerous territory.
I can honestly say this: bullies don't all do it for the same reasons. In fact, that "oh they're just using you as a way to make themselves feel better about their own insecurities" stuff that a lot of people hear a lot from adult figures is, from what I've seen, a complete lie in more cases than they'd like you to think. However, most bullies have the same goal; getting a reaction.
Just ignore it and when it becomes dangerous (sexual harassment, threats, physical bullying, stalking, etc.), give them the reaction they more than likely do not want. Which is a run in with the police and/or expulsion from school.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 9:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 10:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 1:24 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 5:26 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 12:21 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 1:36 am
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Well, I'm 21 years old now so I'm completely finished with secondary school (high school) however, I will share with you what my life was like at school.
So when I was in secondary school I had made two friends, they were both Indians and they were the nicest people I have ever met. Suddenly they told me that they had to move schools, and I was absolutely gutted.
I tried mixing in with people I didn't know, but I found it hard work because I could tell that I was either being ignored or whispered about. You could see them snickering or looking at me. It was really uncomfortable.
In classes, it was bad, a group of boys would always pull my hair, laugh at me, call me ugly, laugh at my acne, etc. It eventually got worse when they started throwing pencils and rubbers (erasers) at the back of my head.
One time one of the boys scared me when he tripped me over on purpose with his leg. I went flying, books everywhere and yet no one would help me pick up my books or anything. I felt alone. He even threatened me after he tripped me over his exact words were, ''I will get my sister to beat you up.'' and I was extremely confused because I hadn't done anything wrong. Anyway, I never did get beat up, but I was anxious after he said it.
This is when I lost it completely. I was in history class and the group of boys were laughing and talking about me and started flicking pencils and rubbers at me (as usual) so I tried to ignore it but then I felt a sudden anger, and sadness hit me like a ton of bricks, I stood up from my seat and shouted, ''RIGHT THAT'S IT! I'VE HAD ENOUGH!'' the entire class was laughing, I walked to the history classroom door and slammed it. I stood outside in tears and shaking. The history teacher came out to see me and told me to go back in class and that's when I said to him, ''No, I'm not going back in there.'' he started to get mad at me, but I just walked away from the classroom because I wanted to go home. I was sick and tired of being treated like rubbish when I hadn't done anything wrong. So then I think I went to reception and told them that I wanted to speak to the headmaster. I told the headmaster what had been going on, and she said she would have a word with them. So she did and I got moved seats but the bullying didn't stop. I was starting to get pissed off.
Lunch time was bad as well because I use to get pushed and shoved when I lined up for my lunch. When I reached the cafeteria I would get glared at by some girl or boy when I don't know why.
Well, because I had no friends, here is the embarrassing part I would sit down at a table by myself, or if I felt lonely I would sit with the teachers as they really liked me. It felt great to actually be liked.
I remember one time I had my trainers (sneakers) taken, and I found out, they had been thrown into a dirty place. I was really depressed because I liked those trainers, and they did that to me for absolutely no reason. I didn't even know this person.
Gym class was what I dreaded the most because the popular girls would laugh at me. They laughed because I hadn't developed boobs yet, and I wore a sports bra. I shouted at them to shut up, but they never stopped.
Any sort of sport which required a teammate was never me, they would say, ''Why do I have to have Kim on my team? She can't do anything right.'' then they would laugh or shout at me if I did something wrong. They always picked me last on purpose because they really didn't want me on their team. It was awkward standing there when everyone had been picked and the teacher saying to a certain group, ''You will have to have Kim on your team.'' then they would say, ''Aw, no!''
The gym teacher wasn't nice to me either. I would get shouted at for missing the ball. I remember saying ''Sorry!'' repeatedly but you could tell she was fed up with me, same with the guy gym teacher. They didn't like me. it was obvious.
Also, I forgot my gym trainers (sneakers) and the gym teacher forced me to wear some ugly ones. Every single person in gym class was laughing their head off at me.
Going home on a bus was something I absolutely hated but my mum or my dad didn't have a car, so I had to put up with it. But this one time I was getting off the bus when I felt something in my hair. It was spit. Some nasty boy had spat in my hair. I burst out crying when I got off the bus because everyone at the bus station was laughing at me.
My mum never knew what happened to me at school, for some reason, I couldn't tell her. I use to come home crying all the time or getting angry with her. I think that was due to stress.
Eventually, I told my mum that I can't go back to school because they would hound me again. My mum didn't understand so I kept going to school, and of course I was miserable every time I got back from school.
I thought this secondary school was the perfect school. I said to my mum when I finished primary school that I found the perfect secondary school, and I was happy because my dad use to go there when he was younger so two of the teachers knew me from knowing my dad.
I was wrong and I wish I could go back and change my secondary school that I picked on the form.
I apologize for this extremely long post, but I had a lot of problems at school, so I wanted to address them all in detail.
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 6:27 am
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Kimzy, you've had it rough, and I'm sorry you had to go through that. No one should have to, and those kids deserve all the bad karma they have coming to them.
As for me, it was elementary school where I was verbally abused. Before the sixth grade, I had friends and wasn't really bullied. Well, they all screwed me over in our final year, and I was a social outcast. Because not many people talked to me, I just read. That was when this girl(let's call her A) started all of these rumors about me. I had never really did anything wrong to this girl, but she still gave me crap for being different. You would not believe how glad I was when summer rolled around and it was time to get ready for junior high.
Sadly, my peace of mind didn't last long. In the second semester of seventh grade, when all the classes and lunches were switched, she wound up in my lunch hour. A made fun of me yet again, but this time, all of her so-called friends were starting to hate her, and her childish antics were getting extremely old. No one really stood up to her, but at the drop of a hat, all of A's friends left her, and she moved.
I'm in high school now, and so far, life has been pretty good. I have two really great friends and a crew where I'm always welcomed in. Sure, I'm still being made fun of every now and then from losers from elementary school(who went to my junior high and are going to my high school), but that doesn't bother me anymore.
So, Kimzy and everyone else who were bullied, life will get better. It's only a matter of time. Oh, and I'm sorry for the long post.
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 7:17 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 8:13 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2010 8:37 am
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