Elementary School Bully

However, for me, elementary school is a somewhat painful memory. Throughout most of my grade school years I was bullied–physically and verbally–almost everyday. The kids on the playground would exclude me, my “friends” would be my friends one day and not the next, and then there would be the days that they kicked me or hurt me in some form or fashion. Of course, looking back now, it seems like petty, childish games, but in the moment it was a huge blow to the fragile eight year old I was. It wasn’t all terrible, though. Before the bullying I was naive, quick to trust, and fragile. Afterwards though, from all these experiences I learned forgiveness, kindness, grace, and who to place my trust in. As I grew up, I swore I’d never treat anyone the way I had been treated and I wouldn’t stand for bullying; no child should have to experience that kind of emotional and physical

According to the American Psychological Association, “Bullying is a form of aggressive behavior in which someone intentionally and repeatedly causes another person injury or discomfort. Bullying can take the form of physical contact, words or more subtle actions” (Bullying, 2013). People bully each other for several reasons and there are different outcomes that are a result of those reasons. People can be bullied physically, emotionally, or verbally. Bullying can take place at school or online. Bullying should be a considered a crime, but kids get away with it all the time; furthermore prevention can be used in order to keep kids safe from bullying.

Bullies should be help understand their actions. For example, bullies should need to take classes. According to the article called “My Story of being pick on. From bullies to success in life” it says, “In middle school I thought I had caught a break from it all, I had a few friends.Or so I thought, they pretended to be friends In middle school I thought I had caught a break from it all, I had a few friends.Or so I thought, they pretended to be friends ,” (Shawn C.,). This shows that the girls friends gave her a birthday card to make her feel bad so she can commit suicide ,that means that people don’t care about her fake friends gave her. According to the Kid get picked in every grade.article called “Rewarding good behavior as a way to stop

Five long years ago, I was a seventh grader in junior high school. I hated almost every minute of it. I was picked on and was subjected to the “out” crowd, but honestly, that was important to me.

The schools were small and there wasn’t much diversity. Kids used to make fun of me for my name or color and it got so bad that we had to go to the principal. He had our whole class switch lunches so were with kids our age instead of the older ones bullying us. The other kids would spread rumors about me, because I was a vegetarian or because we lived in our hotel which had an attached “house” to it. They wouldn’t include any of the younger kids and if I stood up to them they would tell on me. I don’t let other students push me around now. I am who I am. I can’t change that and I won’t. When I moved here in 4 grade, I was still bullied occasionally, but I had good friends who stuck by my side and still do. I want to be the person others were to me through those rocky

The school bus was a cesspool of all sorts of not-so -nice things. I had a very strict bus driver, and a couple of my friends and I made quite a bit of noise, so the bus driver split us up, assigning me a seat with the 8th graders. It was like waving a baby in front of a pit-bull, and I got destroyed. The girls were nice enough but those 8th grade boys really enjoyed calling me all sorts of various male genitalia-based names that I probably shouldn’t repeat here. It was my first experience as a bullying victim, and I was determined to make it my

Many activists get inspired in many ways they read and hear from other people or being treated witnessed something. Many people are getting judged how they look or how they talk.

Bullying had always been a part of my life. It first started when I was in elementary school and it usually started with little things, such as the fact that I wore glasses or how many people thought I was weird for reading books and being a loner most of the time. Then, it followed me to middle school. People would look at me, point, and proceed to say rude things about me. People would make fun of my clothing and it affected the way I saw myself.

I was bullied a lot in middle school. Mostly because before the first day of fifth grade before school I told my parents I was nervous and they told me there was this nice boy named Will that would-be friends with me but I didn’t really know him. On the first day of school I went around asking literally everyone if they knew him and when I finally found him he thought I was weird that I was asking around to find him and he wouldn’t talk to me.

When I was young I had the good fortune of being popular. I went to a school that grouped students by intelligence, so that each class could run at the pace that was most appropriate for its students. I was lucky to be placed in the GT class because, it was the only class in the school where intelligence was not at trait to be avoided or hidden. The smartest kids were often the most well-liked and respected. Because of this I never understood the concept of the archetypical geek, portrayed on television depicted as harassed by others. I assumed that this was simply an obsolete role, and that the concept of a bully was simply a myth spoken of by adults that didn’t understand what school was like in the modern day.

My problems snowballed when, in sixth grade, I switched from a small Catholic school to a much larger environment in a new town. Being bullied became a huge part of my life, which made things a lot more difficult to cope with. I had no friends and was teased all the time.

The start of school brought many agonizing moments. I learned firsthand the cruelty of my peers. I needed to use the elevator and have my books carried. I remember having few friends those first months, yet everyone noticed me. I was known as "Brace Girl" and was constantly badgered with questions like: "Is that a bulletproof vest?" "Why do you wear that?"

During elementary school grades didn't matter much because I wasn't aware of them at all. Elementary was fun and games. The biggest jump was going to junior high school. All of the sudden everything changed grades mattered and the environment changed. Having nine periods as supposed to one class every day was very different to me. I remember hearing the word college for the first time in a school. It was time to take school seriously because I realized after this point it all mattered. After graduating Gemini Junior High School it was a big relief to me because I honestly hated it. I was bullied during gym class almost every day but, I didn't want to say anything because I would be labeled a "Snitch". I was afraid that I would become that one kid that sits in a corner all alone eating lunch by myself. I just let the bullying happen all the way through junior high

I began to attend Thompson Middle School which did not go very well in the beginning. I was very depressed as I was being bullied every day. I was different; I was a military brat with a disability and had never attended anything but military schools on a base. Coming from overseas

Bullies in School Kathleen Berger 1 Bullying was once commonly thought to be an unpleasant but normal part of child's play, not to be encouraged, of course, but of little consequence in the long run. However, developmental researchers who have looked closely at the society of children consider bullying to be a very serious problem, one that harms both the victim and the aggressor, sometimes continuing to cause suffering years after the child has grown up. 2 One leading researcher in this area is Dan Olweus, who has studied bullying in his native country of Norway and elsewhere for twenty-five years. The cruelty, pain, and suffering that he has documented in that time are typified by the examples of Linda and Henry: Linda was systematically