My child was asked to be a monitor for bullies at his schoolm. We discouraged that. Also have told our kids to fight back regardless of school policy.
Jonah:
#1, stop acting like a victim.
This kid needs to fight back ... kick the living crap out of the kids that bully him. Of course, in our politically correct, liberal government schools individuals are not able to do anything on their own, including protect themselves. Everyone needs to turn to "government authority" for help. He won't get the advice he needs to stand up to bullies and teach them a lesson.
It really doesn't matter if he loses a fights against bullies. At least he is able to say that he stood up to them. And the real outcome is once you stand up to a bully, it is no longer worth the effort for the bully to pick on you if he knows he will be in a fight and will be hurt. There is always some softer, younger target to go after.
It is sad, but that is way it works.
I am speaking from personal experience as I was bullied when I was in Jr. High School ... until one day after gym, in the locker room, the bully (nearly twice my size) punched me as I was tying my shoe on a bench. (A hook right to my chin.) I snapped. I put him in a head lock and commenced destroying his face. A gym teacher heard the commotion and stood watching as I repeated beat him to a pulp. I looked up at the gym teacher and said, "You better stop this, because if I let him up (he was twice my size) he is going to kill me." The gym teacher didn't help. He watched as I continued to beat the crap out of him.
I was sent home that day from school, because my clothes were drenched in blood. The bully was suspended from school for 10 days. I was back at school the next day. Apparently, the gym teacher and the vice principal knew the kid was a bully, and I was certainly not, so I didn't get into any trouble.
When the ex-bully returned to school, his face was still a mess (broken nose, and traces of bruises, cuts, black eyes). By that time, my knuckles were almost completely healed. I remember distinctly rubbing my sore hands in the days after the fight and thinking it hurt so good.
Other students lost their fear of him. I had my own respect and no one messed with me. My own respect was the most important lesson that I learned.
That was in the 70's. Times have certainly changed, but human behavior has not.
We are human beings - not animals. We are individuals - not a collective herd of group think animals. We are worthy of love because we are each loved by our Creator. To harm one of us with cruelty, is to harm God’s love.
Before cultural cleansing, we were individuals and we were expected to treat others as we would want to be treated. I was told this many times in school and all children’s groups. We knew the value of every human life and soul and we knew all rights were God given to us and to ‘them’. If they lost their dignity and rights, we would lose our dignity and rights.
Psychopaths existed. But most of us would be ashamed of ourselves for acting like animals - devoid of love, compassion and empathy, when confronted by our thoughtlessness by our own conscience or a peer or adult.
That these parents permit this boy to be abused in the satantic cult we call liberal public schools, year after year, says something about them, too. You are a parent of God’s child. It’s a gift to you. He does not make junk and you are not to handle it like junk. Since the first grade, these parents have cooperated in the abuse of their son.
This person needs to call up the local mixed martial arts trainers.
A. Get training.
B. Gain confidence from the training.
C. Destroy the bullies.
D. Tell the school officials to f-off.
Well, skip D.
It amazes me how many girly people continue to make this a topic that deserves parental discussion. The solution to bullying is the same as it’s always been - CONFRONT the person bullying you and prove to them that you’re not going to be their victim. Maybe you’ll get a bloody nose, maybe you’ll give them a bloody nose. The bullying will probably stop when the person being bullied stops cooperating in the “game.”
Grow a pair! And for the parents: you also need to grow a pair.
One thing I discovered is that bullies are usually coddled by the school. The more trouble you cause, the more likely you will see the school look the other way. Violent minorities are particularly coddled because suspending them hurts your stats. The more of them involved in an incident, the less likely they will be punished.
The fewer minorities that get punished, the better the principal looks in the eyes of the school system. The only major exception is gay kids. They get a certain amount of protection by the system.
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When I was about nine years old, there was a girl in my class who came from a rough family - she was pretty much the only kid who came to school each day hungry and scruffy, with just a bag of chips for lunch. I was a teeny-tiny kid so she decided to pick on me. One day, I had had enough and I told her we were both too old to act like two-year-olds. She took exception to that and waited for me when I walked home from school.
Did I happen to mention that I was taking ballet lessons four times a week and rehearsing on the weekends? My legs were STRONG. I got in a couple good kicks and she decided that it was not in her best interest to fight me. Of course, we were wearing our school uniforms during the rumble and we got observed by a friendly neighbor, and so were called down to the principal’s office. But by that time - two days later - we had become friends.
Here’s the funny thing - when she started hanging around with me and my friends she stopped bullying the other kids entirely. She had a crew to run with; I guess that’s what she wanted all along.
So was the lesson that I learned that you get in there and get your licks in? Or that you make a friend of the bully? Or that you do both if you can? I don’t know - that’s just my little bullying story. YMMV.