School Bullies

When I was in elementary school and junior high, I was the kid most bullies picked on. I was tripped, punched, held down, beaten up, set on fire, spat on, even sustained an attack on a pet turtle (the ultimate insult). They always attacked in gangs surrounding me. I was not the only victim. There was a tall kid with a round head called Slobbo. The epithet became so prevalent I was surprised when the teacher addressed him by his actual name, Richard. The class bully Dennis, every time he passed, gave a sharp punch to Tony’s arm, a skinny little kid who would wince in pain from the repeated bruising. I did not stand up for Slobbo/Richard or Tony. I had enough grief to deal with already. Nobody else did either, presumably for similar reasons. Bullies like this graduate to more sophisticated mayhem. They become soldiers. I am now taking the time to call them out for the pieces of shit they are.

~ Roedy (1948-02-04 age:70)