Personal Experience of Child Bullying

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Reflection essay: I was bullied as a child 地nd why I don't regret it. I was never one of the most popular kids when I was growing up, but I was never a social pariah until the third grade. I was the student with one or two friends at the cafeteria lunch table, not the boy in the corner alone. Then, for a brief period of time, for reasons I can't fully explain, I became an outcast. My friends turned away from me and going to school every day became a minefield. It's funny, because I remember always looking with pity at the bullied kids, the kids who were the butt of jokes, the kids even the teachers didn't want to protect. 'Sucks to be them,' I would think, but I never defended them, for fear of becoming socially tainted. Yet the bullying happened anyway. I'm not sure why. It may have been I got too many good grades in a row, thus earning the ire of the popular guys in the class. Or I was too clumsy during recess. However, gradually, more and more, I found myself ostracized by my peers. No one wanted to sit with me at lunch. No matter what I had, whether it was peanut butter and jelly or leftovers, it was somehow 'wrong.' The other kids would make fun of me, hold their noses, and make fake barfing sounds. If I brought a lunchbox, it got smashed. If I brought a paper bag, it got stepped on. What I wore to school made me an object of mockery. I was told only 'babies' wore what I had on, even though it had been perfectly acceptable only days before and other students were
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