I Was Bullied
Yeah, I was a weany as a kid. I was afraid of lots of things, especially older boys since they were taller, stronger, and often aggressive, especially at the ages of 13 to 15.
I rode a school bus from 6th grade until I got a car in 11th grade and in the 6th and 7th I was picked on unmercifully by 8th an 9th grade guys. Not only did they make fun of me and call me names, but they'd do things like reaching forward from a couple seats back and smacking me on my head, or pulling my hair. They'd throw paper wads. Of I had a gym bag they might kick it up the aisle of the bus, or they might pull the books out of my arm when I was walking down the aisle. And there were times when the bus was crowded and I ended up having to sit in the sesame seat as one of my tormentors who would only let me "sit" on about six inches of the edge of the seat. I hated having to ride the bus, but back then, people didn't get a ride to school by their parents. Most folks only had one car, so mom was not a chauffeur. The only option was the bus. I would never want to live through those years again.
I rode a school bus from 6th grade until I got a car in 11th grade and in the 6th and 7th I was picked on unmercifully by 8th an 9th grade guys. Not only did they make fun of me and call me names, but they'd do things like reaching forward from a couple seats back and smacking me on my head, or pulling my hair. They'd throw paper wads. Of I had a gym bag they might kick it up the aisle of the bus, or they might pull the books out of my arm when I was walking down the aisle. And there were times when the bus was crowded and I ended up having to sit in the sesame seat as one of my tormentors who would only let me "sit" on about six inches of the edge of the seat. I hated having to ride the bus, but back then, people didn't get a ride to school by their parents. Most folks only had one car, so mom was not a chauffeur. The only option was the bus. I would never want to live through those years again.
70-79, M
