In middle school, I let this guy borrow a comic book that I knew he would mess up (because he was a sloppy guy). He was wimpy and poor, so I made him sign a contract saying he would pay for the comic book if he messed it up, and that I would charge him interest for every day he was late. Well, he messed up the book and did not have the money to pay, and I collected payments from him via our contract for about a year and a half. I was poor (and he was poorer), but I would still take his last dollar or two for lunch, snacks, etc. The guy went to the same high school as me and was still wimpy. I never did apoligize, but I tried extra hard to be nice to him in high school. I wish I could see him again to say I'm sorry though......
When I was in the fourth grade there was another guy who was much bigger than me then named Cedric Marshall who one day took the liberty to anounce during lunch in front of the whole school that I was the ugliest person alive and that I won the Mr. Ugly America competition. At the time he had about twenty pounds on me and that is alot in the fourth grade. I had to grin and bare it. I remembered it all those years and funny enough ran into him two years ago when I was working the door at the crooked path ale house in college station. I looked at his ID, looked at his face, asked him where he went to elementary school and after hearing what I needed, started beating him down in the street. That was one of the best times I've ever had. I don't even know if he even knew why but I told him my name when I was finished and my title of Mr. Ugly America. Some people just can't let go man... heh heh....
Well I always like movies about psychos who hunt down and mutilate each and every one of those childhood bullies as a revenge. Seriously, bullies are actually cowards. They express their lack of security by trying to show that they are tough.
That's pretty pathetic, man. (Edit: Upon reading the story again, it isn't really believable, either.) I have the best memory and grasp of minatue of anyone I know, and I'm not that far removed from grade school; but I couldn't for the life of me remember the name of any of the kids I made fun of -- or made fun of me. Probably because they were making fun of my run-on sentences.
I was a goofy looking kid, so if there was any abuse involving me in junior high and high school, I was usually on the short end of that stick. One thing I did come to realize about bullies is that, more often than not, if you stand up to them just one time, just muster the courage for one good minute or two of confrontation, they will leave you alone permanently.
Not a big story, but there was a girl in my class who was not really smart. It was in 3rd grade, I think. The teacher asked everyone in the class to describe their parents' hobbies. This girl said "Well, my dad does not really have any hobbies, but he REALLY likes to fart and burp all the time." The thing is that the guy was always quite serious (he worked in some function for the church, I saw him quite often)...after that day, I always had to restrain myself from laughing out loud when I would see him...
It's hard being an asian in a predominantly black/hispanic area. All throughout middle school, I got that damn slant eyed face, as well as the rhyme "chinese, japanese, dirty knees, look at these." I'm fine with it now (kids say the darnedest things and are really damn cruel), but at the time it was the end of the world. Ahh, childhood memories....
In third grade I recall a time when this girl was ridiculing my best friend so I really cut into her and made her cry. Had a crush on her too... way to go, dumbass.
Since I had glasses from the 4th grade, some kids thought I was an easy target. Of course having had an older brother beat on you for many years gives you the experience to go after bigger kids. Bullies only like easy targets. The other memory I have is a kid who was one year older than me came up with the song: Jay's gay, that's okay, we don't like him anyway! The next year he had been held back into our class. I retaliated by writing "Lee = Dumb" (grade 7 algebra) on his binder in chalk. Of course I got busted for it big time
I usually don't talk bad about people, so I don't think I've ever really picked on anybody that I can remember. If I did, it probably wasn't good enough to write here. Though I have a funny story about a friend of mine who kind of made fun of someone in our grade about 2 years ago. There was this one girl who's father was a teacher at my school. Uh...let's just say she wasn't the most attractive girl in school, and she kind of would go berserk every now and then, yelling about stuff. (I really don't know that much about her. I only saw her a little bit.) Anyways, two friends of mine and I were on the internet with her dad there to check everything. (she wasn't there, btw.) My friend asked my other friend who he was going to take to a dance, and he replies in a sarcastic tone, "I'm going with Rebecca!" Man, we turned back and saw her dad just staring at him. It was pretty hilarious, but I felt bad just because I laughed at it. For the most part, I had very little teasing done to me. I usually was one of the bigger kids and plus most of us all got together well since we were a small school. Occasionally, people I didn't know would do some stuff, but then we'd get to know each other and we'd be cool with each other. There was this one time, though, where I was walking to my friends house and this one guy who was a grade above me, but like 5 yrs older than me, told me to do 20 push-ups. I refused and he threatened me. (I forgot what.) Well, I get to my friends house, and I mention it to him and his older, much larger brother. Later that day, we tracked down that guy, and my friend's brother gave him a talk. Never had problems since.
Oh yeah, what did I do... I was in a lot of schoolyard fights when I was a kid (up to about the age of 12). I was somewhat dumb though because I usually fought with older boys, so I am still missing a tiny part of a tooth as a result of that. Also, two parents of guys from my class called my parents to complain that their sons came home crying because I had made fun of them. I also once made a teacher cry in class (I was older then) because I sometimes had the bad habit of making teachers look bad in front of the class. Oh, and once, parents of a girl (I was about 8 and she was also 8) called my parents because supposedly, I had tried to kiss her and followed her around. I have seen her recently and my taste as a kid is something I should still be embarrassed about .
