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Writer's Block: Anti-bullying month
Oct. 3rd, 2011 09:46 pmHi Friends!!
i think this is important not only because i'm a mother and i fear for my kids but because i'm a human being and i was bullied as a kid and a teenager and i really hope this never happens to no one no more. i now this is almost impossible.
Why? because is in the nature leaving alone to die the ones who seams more fragile, and children react to this by instinct like animals do.
But we are not simply animals guided by instinct. These children have mothers and fathers who can give them values, Human values. Some of you will be parents and i really hope you can carry IDIC in your hearts and teach it to your children.
be aware of what they do
be aware of what others do to them
be close to them
hear them
talk to them
now about the question:
It was an entire grade class of 40 children or so. I arrive to junior high (7th grade) in a new school where everybody knew each other since forever except for me. I always was timid and intelligent so very quickly i turn the one with better grades and the only one who doesn't know how to dance or the name of the bands names (i lived with old people, my bro and sis where little children so no modern music for me) and they start mocking me laughing at me making crosses with their finger when i pass and simulate a dismay because of my ugliness.
i suffer a lot. there was the worse 2 years of my life i ask my parents for change me to another place by they say i must to be brave, and be a big girl not a crying baby.
i remember enduring the time alone counting the lines in the floor trying not to see any faces or to hear anyone.
one day i was in class doing an assignment and a girl came and hit me with all her might, why? i never understood, why? she didn't ask for anything, but in her eyes was pure hatred.
i seated in the first row in one class i couldn't concentrate at all, because all the class was a great one voice whispering my name and terrible things about me. i stand up and ask the professor to help me and i send all second row to the principal.
But even professors were in this. I remember i had an assignment about a writer and i did a paper about Oscar Wilde who i love, and i have to present the paper to the class.
everyone start to laugh of me including the teacher for choosing a writer who was gay. And i didn't understand if he was gay what had to do with anything?? he was and is a great writer.
When i finally get out of this school and enter another one i was so shy that everybody thought i was a bookworm, but at least nobody bully me there, they left me alone and finally i get accepted in the 2 last years of secondary.
MY life would be completely different if my parents would help me then, or my teachers, or the principal. Or the parents of the 40 kids had some morals to teach their own kids what compassion and human values are.
No one is identical to the other no one is superior, we are different and we can share the beautiful povs of the world we have because we are different we can have a better world because of that.
SO BIG HUG FOR ALL OF YOU!!
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i think this is important not only because i'm a mother and i fear for my kids but because i'm a human being and i was bullied as a kid and a teenager and i really hope this never happens to no one no more. i now this is almost impossible.
Why? because is in the nature leaving alone to die the ones who seams more fragile, and children react to this by instinct like animals do.
But we are not simply animals guided by instinct. These children have mothers and fathers who can give them values, Human values. Some of you will be parents and i really hope you can carry IDIC in your hearts and teach it to your children.
be aware of what they do
be aware of what others do to them
be close to them
hear them
talk to them
now about the question:
It was an entire grade class of 40 children or so. I arrive to junior high (7th grade) in a new school where everybody knew each other since forever except for me. I always was timid and intelligent so very quickly i turn the one with better grades and the only one who doesn't know how to dance or the name of the bands names (i lived with old people, my bro and sis where little children so no modern music for me) and they start mocking me laughing at me making crosses with their finger when i pass and simulate a dismay because of my ugliness.
i suffer a lot. there was the worse 2 years of my life i ask my parents for change me to another place by they say i must to be brave, and be a big girl not a crying baby.
i remember enduring the time alone counting the lines in the floor trying not to see any faces or to hear anyone.
one day i was in class doing an assignment and a girl came and hit me with all her might, why? i never understood, why? she didn't ask for anything, but in her eyes was pure hatred.
i seated in the first row in one class i couldn't concentrate at all, because all the class was a great one voice whispering my name and terrible things about me. i stand up and ask the professor to help me and i send all second row to the principal.
But even professors were in this. I remember i had an assignment about a writer and i did a paper about Oscar Wilde who i love, and i have to present the paper to the class.
everyone start to laugh of me including the teacher for choosing a writer who was gay. And i didn't understand if he was gay what had to do with anything?? he was and is a great writer.
When i finally get out of this school and enter another one i was so shy that everybody thought i was a bookworm, but at least nobody bully me there, they left me alone and finally i get accepted in the 2 last years of secondary.
MY life would be completely different if my parents would help me then, or my teachers, or the principal. Or the parents of the 40 kids had some morals to teach their own kids what compassion and human values are.
No one is identical to the other no one is superior, we are different and we can share the beautiful povs of the world we have because we are different we can have a better world because of that.
SO BIG HUG FOR ALL OF YOU!!
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