Bullying: Where the Good became Better and the Better became Best

It’s a lot harder to ignore bullies especially when you are an eight years old. The minds of kids are absorbent and delicate that every word or every action taken by bullies will be plastered for so long.
I was a victim of bullying where this aggressive classmate of mine tried to cut my finger with a scissors and hit my belly with a sharpened pencil.
I became furious at him so I told my parents about it and the matter went over to the vice principal. He was suspended for a week.
It turned out that this bully, who verbally and physically impaired me, had a crush on me.
Why do people bully on others?
To show off strength?
To be named as kings-or-queens-of-the-school?
To have fun?
NO.
Impressions like these must not get out easily. Like what Mother Teresa implied, “If you continue to judge people, you’ll have no time to love them.

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Maybe the person had a long fight with a family member or their parents were divorced that the solution they can find to get over these matters was to intimidate others. All of them have a concealed reason behind. All they need is someone who could listen to them, hug them or show concern to them.
If one person, a friend, parent or a teacher maybe could fulfil those to every kid who had problems like these, shattered confidence, dignity and lives could have been saved.
Imagine that several words could seize lives already? The bullies were tight then! Because those who took their lives believed that they were a weakling. Indeed, they were a weakling.
All it takes is mind over matter.
If that’s what they think about us and what we can’t do, go ahead, be my guest. But someday, I’ll show them what a true winner is.
I hope that you’ll take time to watch “Every Child is Special.” It is a movie wherein a dyslexic kid, who was bullied everyday, struggled through school and was shipped off by his father to a boarding school to be “disciplined.” It was then a substitute teacher helped him with his disorder and encouraged him to pursue his talent.
I thank my classmates who have bullied me before because without them, I won’t be tough and disciplined throughout my life. I was chosen as the overall patrol leader of the Girl Scouts of the Philippines in our school. From that moment on, I began to inspire and discipline girls all over our district.
Bullying isn’t really bad when one truly believes in himself or herself.
They may say, “Hey chicken,” “Wassup, loser,” “What a pathetic thing.”
Okay no problem. For what’s true will remain true even if no one believes it. Thank you for molding me in becoming a leader to hundreds of people.
Now who’s pathetic now?