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I Was Bullied As a Child

And I’m determined that won’t happen to my son.

-Jennifer Lubell

sad girl

When I was 11 years old, someone held me hostage and bullied me. And the memory of that ordeal has made me all the more determined that it won't happen to my son.

The saddest part about this story is that my tormentor was someone my own age, a girl in my 5th grade class, someone I considered to a friend.

Jasmin (not her real name) had been the new kid at school. I remember the scared look in her deep brown eyes when she walked into my 4th grade classroom. I could tell she was shy. When she spoke her long and complicated last name, some of the kids laughed, and she began to cry. We became friends later that day.

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As the year passed, Jasmin, myself and another childhood pal became inseparable, an all-girl version of the Three Musketeers. We played at each other’s houses, hugged each other at the beginning of play dates, and walked to school together.

As these stories involving young girls too often seem to go, one of us became the odd man out. And that person was me. Maybe it was because I was smaller than my other two friends and they felt some sort of strange power over me. Or was it because my mother cut off all my hair after a bad bout of chicken pox? That left me with a frizzy roof of curls, ripe for teasing. Maybe there was no reason at all.

Whatever the case, I felt something negative developing between Jasmin and myself, and as a child, I didn’t have the insight to figure out what was going on. One sunny weekend day I propped my bike in the driveway of Jasmin’s house. After she greeted me at the door, her mother appeared and announced that she and Jasmin’s father were taking an afternoon nap and that we should entertain ourselves.

Within minutes of their bedroom door closing, Jasmin started shoving me. Then she began ordering me around, asking me to do crazy things, like jumping jacks and other calisthenics. I got scared and tried to leave, but Jasmin, a bigger and stronger girl, locked the front door.

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Yay heels
#1. Yay heels on 07/29/2010 - 10:16 am (EDT)
I was bullied too- I was the smallest in the class, very shy and quiet. As an adult, the experience taught me the importance of standing up for myself. My heart goes out to your son.
girleegirl
#2. girleegirl on 07/29/2010 - 10:32 am (EDT)
Kids can be so cruel.
weetziebat
#3. weetziebat on 07/29/2010 - 12:10 pm (EDT)
This is awful. If I were a mom, I would have gone over and confronted Jasmin's family.
kate3182004
#4. kate3182004 on 08/18/2010 - 8:14 pm (EDT)
I was viciously bullied throughout my entire childhood and I have to wonder, where in the h**l were the parents? My late father would go to the teachers complaining about the kids who were terrorizing (yes, terrorizing) me and would come home afterwards and tell me, "Your teacher said she talked to Mr. and Mrs. Jones and they denied it and said "Oh, not my little Jimmy!" My dad heard "Oh, not my kid" so often, he must have felt like it was stamped on the inside of his skull. The parents never did a d**n thing and the school principals were useless. The only time anything was actually done was when I was attacked twice no more than fifteen minutes apart on the street coming home from school. Although I declined to press charges (there was no way that I was going to lose out on keeping up w/ my schoolwork and I didn't want Dad to get in trouble w/ his job for having to take off), the judge didn't just let it go. He told the creep (I'll call him Simon) in no uncertain terms that he better never come near me again. And Simon never did, except for one time when he stopped me on the street to ask where my elder brother was, since he hadn't seen him around. That judge and Dad were the only adults who ever stood up for me. My school's response? Tell me that there was nothing that they could do about the incident since it didn't happen on school property. Like I said, useless!!!!!

 


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