I will never forget the level of hatred I had towards my bully. The sad part is, I felt like there was NO ONE I could talk to about him bullying me. There were witnesses- he wasn't afraid of having others hear what hurtful things he had to say. In fact, he enjoyed the audience. I finally had enough and right before class was going to start he approached me with his usual daily dose of verbal assaults. So I went off on him, yelling profanities that I didn't even know I knew. So, guess who gets in trouble? Me. I never understood why that teacher never asked for my side of the story. I'll never know. Now that I'm a teacher, I'm extra vigilant in protecting those who need someone to speak up for them. I do not and will not tolerate bullying in my classroom or school.
Emotional Scars vs Physical Scars: Both are equally painful
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