I was lucky to have had only one bully. I was in 6th grade and he was in 3rd but he was actually larger than I was and a lot meaner. He beat me up during recess once and only once but that was enough for me to learn to avoid him. Later in high school I got to where we were friends but not best friends. I use to play at his home because he had a brother the same age as I and we were pretty good friends. Anyway I guess the only other bullies were the seniors in high school. We had 7th through 12th grades in our school and the seniors always liked to pick on the 7th grader. We had one hall where the stairs were actually a ramp from one floor to the next and were in a U shape with the sides and top open to the rest of the ramp and the seniors held me upside down over the top of the rail once but I was so small it wasn't much of a task and then someone else reminded them that my mother was a teacher so they ought to think twice about it. It never happened again either.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
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