Thursday, April 29, 2010
THE STING NEVER LEAVES
No matter how old you get and how many years have passed from the taunts,jeers,pushes, shoves, cruel words and pure hatred, the sting never leaves.
I wince at the actual rememberances I conjure up when I hear the term bullying or see something in the news and it makes my skin crawl, my stomach churn and my soul ache for the child who suffers bullying.
I was only 8 years old and was the new kid in school. My hair was very dark and very long and each morning my mother would braid it tightly in two long braids down the back and I wore bangs and my hair was so tight that my eyes already more almond in shape were drawn even more slanted and because of this, the kids and mostly boys would walk behind me on the 8 block walk from school to my house each afternoon throwing rocks and chanting "chinese girl" and hitting me with sticks. I cried, ran and tried to fight back to no avail. This continued most of that school year and then stopped after we went back in the fall. I suppose some other kid took the brunt of their bullying then. I don't remember if I told my parents or not but more than likely nothing would have helped as schools were so different then.
Maybe that is why I have never found it funny when people fall down or get hit. I cannot stand teasing and will do it only when I'm very sure the person teased is having fun too.
Even today my children all in their forties can tell me of some occurance in their childhood where they were mistreated and I can get emotional and feel as bad as if it were yesterday.
I'm so glad I don't have children in school today but if I did I think that would be a cause I would be very involved in as bullying is probably the main factor in many suicides and acts of violence among youth and perhaps even a carry over in emotionally disturbed adults.
Teasing in fun is so different than making fun of someone knowing you are tearing them down either physically or emotionally.
Do you think it will ever end?
Posted by Mollye at 8:24 PM