angelmom
The love stays...forever in our hearts
married to the father of BOTH of my children
What a concept!!!
:rotfl:
Sorry. That just struck me as SOOOO funny!
married to the father of BOTH of my children
What a concept!!!
:rotfl:
Sorry. That just struck me as SOOOO funny!
I hated to admit that I was a bully as a child. It wasn't chronic, so I don't know if that's what you mean, but I definitely went through a phase in about 6th grade where I was mean to a girl who was one of my good friends. I think it is interesting that I was neither popular nor cool, and was being bullied and harassed myself. Was I taking it out on her? Was I just a mean kid? Why did I stop/never bully anyone else?
To this day I can remember a really mean note I wrote to her. I am mortified by it. I remember when her mom showed it to my mom, and how ashamed I was and humiliated to be that kid.
It was worse than actually being bullied. I had great parents, thank God, or who knows how I would have turned out.
For me, it was already starting in 4th grade (suddenly the boys didn't have the Cooties of the 3rd grade!). It started with the boys, then spread to the popular girls, who wanted to support the boys. Pretty soon, noone would openly be my friend. My friends were afraid of getting picked on, so I had noone to talk to and I got called alot of horrible names, one in particular and treated very meanly. When I got pushed into the fight, I defended myself the only way I knew how- I dug my nails into this girl so hard I drew blood. I gained some respect that day, but I was ashamed and scared of retribution, so I ran away and hide around the school for the rest of the day.I changed my post to say that I was bullied to the greatest extent during the time period of 5th-8th grade. Pre-adolescence and adolescence I believe is the peak time for this behavior to exhibit itself, obviously.
On reflection, since I was a girl, boys in the same grade level or higher were regarded as "the property" of the most powerful girls. Although they switched "going steady" and "make out" partners frequently, there was still an unspoken rule of fidelity to the group of girls in power.
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I fell "in love" with a boy who was a year younger than me, thus, no competition. However, once he transferred to a high school in another district, I was rejected, and replaced.
I don't remember, but it really didn't end until 7th grade, when we got to Jr. High, all of a sudden the big shot 6th graders were now nobodies- 7th grade scrubs (who got tossed in trash cans), and we were mixed in with kids from 3 other schools.What happened after that day?
For me it was my 6th and 8th grade teachers (although the 6th grade teacher wasn't aware of the bullying- because it took place mostly during recess and lunch when there were no adults supervising). Two male teachers who felt girls had a right to be equally as empowered in science as the boys! The main reason I have some self-esteem is because of these two teachers who believed in me and encouraged me when few others did. Thank-you Mr. Y. and Mr. Squatrito!!!:clap::clap::clap:When asked who was the most influential person in your life, I will always say: my fourth grade teacher. She was the only person ever who had any integrity and tried to protect those children who she saw being abused by bullies.