February 13, 2012
Bullying Tales

The following events you’re about to read are actual true events that had transpired to those individual students. These are their personal testimonies…

My Principle hates me

I’m a boy and I’m 11 years old. I go to Ogilvy elementary school. Since the school year begun, the boys were giving me a hard time both in class and recess. They would hit me if I was forced by the teacher to play with them or call me mean names just so they could make fun of me. Every time I tell to the teacher, she would accuse me of annoying them first. If I went to the principle she would pretend to understand my problem and kick me out of her office after. My principle hates me. There’s that one time a week before the break my class was suppose to sing Christmas songs affront of bank workers. Before the bell even rang, the principle for no reason sends me down to the office. I stayed there all mourning long while the entire class was performing and getting gifts. I felt alone and nobody wanted me. It was after the break when I switched schools. The principle was tired of me. My mom talked with my old teacher over the phone and my teacher said “she had no right to kick him out like that.” She also said “the principle was an aristocratic bitch.” I don’t know what aristocratic means but I sure know what a bitch is. 

Rollercoaster from hell

I’m a girl, sixteen years old and a sophomore at my high school. In my freshman year, some girl from the popular “Kliq” thought it would had been hilarious to pour an entire bottle of hand lotion on the top of my head. My hair was wet and sticky and everyone laughed their asses off and recorded with their phones. The bus driver did little, but that’s ok because I didn’t need his help anyways. I ran crying to my house threaten myself to end it all. My mom convinced me not to and called the school and that girl wrote a letter of apology. I knew from her poor grammar and lack of emotion she didn’t mean a damn word of it.  Later that school year that same “Kliq” group accused me of hooking up with one of their favorite bad boy. So after school they jumped me and beaten me until I was a bloody mess. They got suspended while I left that school for good. Now I attend an alternate special school and I’m graduating early. This school experience was a real rollercoaster from hell. I’ll stick with online courses.               

Little was done

I’m a junior and I used to play football for my high school. I have this learning disability that makes me a slow learner. My ex-teammates would make fun of me and do cruel stuff because of my disability. I joined because I wasn’t making any friends in the classroom or in the hallways. I thought why not join the football team at least they’ll make me feel welcomed, respected and confident. It wasn’t the case once I got in. One of the offensive linemen constantly made fun of me for not putting the right amount of plates on the barbell. Waiting for your name to be called from the sidelines during practice, was the worst. A skinny-fat defensive lineman almost pushed me to the point that I wanted to fight him. He told the entire team out loud that I can’t read for shit and why coach would take in a stupid retard like me. I wanted to deeply throw my helmet in his face and bash his skull in with it, but that didn’t happen. I did not do anything and neither did my teammates. No one stepped up to tell him to shut the hell up. Don’t give me wrong I hate when people fight my battles but seeing them doing or saying absolutely nothing for their own really showed me how uncaring they were. I eventually told the coaches but little was done. One day my locker would be broke in and all of my clothes would end up near a trash can and other day after practice I would be ditch by my ride and be left to walk endless miles home. I left the team after that season and concentrated on my studies. I didn’t let my learning disability stop me from succeeding. I proved a lot of doubters wrong and received my high school diploma.                        

       

Tormented by their classmates and completely ignored by their educators and peers when they needed help. However, these three young people share something special in common.

Perseverance.