EElizabeth’s English Blog #6
By: Elizabeth Crotts
Bullying affects us all in many ways
at many different times in our lives. My experience was comprised of eight
different bullies over an eight-year span. I was a victim from the age of four
until shortly after my twelfth birthday. For eight years this story was only
known from the bullies’ perspectives. It is time that I share my point of view.
That I tell my side. I share my experience with the desire that my story
can bring hope to others experiencing bullying. So, here is my side of the
story.
Bullying isn’t always physical. Mine
started mildly with mean words and exclusion by two girls in my kindergarten
class. My response was physical, as often it will be with young children unable
to adequately express themselves verbally. I would hit, push, and kick in an
effort to get them to stop. Unsurprisingly, that response only led to them
telling on me, and me getting in trouble with my teachers and parents.
Kindergarten ended and I became the
victim of three new girls over the course of the next three years. They made
crueler comments about my body, athletic ability, and my lack of intelligence
in comparison to theirs. The worse the comment the angrier and more aggressive
my response. Those words tore me apart every day. Often, I would silently cry
myself to sleep at night. I hid my pain from everyone. I was too afraid of what
would happen if I said anything because all I’d received before was
punishment.
I don’t blame any
person, who tried teaching me not to hurt others. They didn’t know what was
going on inside those school walls or the playground gates. I don’t blame
myself for my actions. Now, I have a different perspective on the matter. Check
out my next post to learn what changes.
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