I *was* the picked on kid. The Nerd. Geek. (And now I'm a nurse...gee...you'd think I'd learn....) Whatever they were in your neck of the woods. I was a tall skinny kid about #140 in high school. I was teased, taunted, kicked, hit, spit on, given "wedgies", you name it. I told the teachers and I knew most of them outside of school. My class only had 49 kids in it when I graduated. If someone actually saw someone doing something, they'd say something. But between classes in the hallways, in gym class, practices after school, it was awful.
I had a miserable school time. The bus was just as bad.
Up until my Junior and Senior year I was still being picked on. By then I had risen somewhat. I was more popular, had a decent car, was good in track and band.
I never fought back because that was the way I was raised.
"If someone strikes you on the cheek, turn the other to him also. If someone takes your coat, give him also your cloak."
I know that God was watching out of me, and for some reason that I don't understand, I had to endure those times in school. I endure the problems, trials and tribulations of everyday life. I have a long fuse. So long, I don't remember when it has actually gone off.
Why did I write this? I've forgotten now....
More rules are not the answer, rules were in place then, they are still in place now. If those in charge at school won't enforce them, it does no good. If parents won't MAKE their kids mind at home, it is never gonna get any better.
I see this all the time at work, parents telling their kids, "don't touch that."
"Don't touch that."
"Don't touch that."
But never any punishment. If you tell a kid not to cross a line, and then they do, you have to "smack" them. (However you see fit, corporal punishment, time-outs, take away TV, whatever.)
It is ridiculous.
I had a miserable school time. The bus was just as bad.
Up until my Junior and Senior year I was still being picked on. By then I had risen somewhat. I was more popular, had a decent car, was good in track and band.
I never fought back because that was the way I was raised.
"If someone strikes you on the cheek, turn the other to him also. If someone takes your coat, give him also your cloak."
I know that God was watching out of me, and for some reason that I don't understand, I had to endure those times in school. I endure the problems, trials and tribulations of everyday life. I have a long fuse. So long, I don't remember when it has actually gone off.
Why did I write this? I've forgotten now....
More rules are not the answer, rules were in place then, they are still in place now. If those in charge at school won't enforce them, it does no good. If parents won't MAKE their kids mind at home, it is never gonna get any better.
I see this all the time at work, parents telling their kids, "don't touch that."
"Don't touch that."
"Don't touch that."
But never any punishment. If you tell a kid not to cross a line, and then they do, you have to "smack" them. (However you see fit, corporal punishment, time-outs, take away TV, whatever.)
It is ridiculous.