That back in the 60's. I think kids are even meaner now.
what i want to know is at what age does a person have the constitutional right to defend themselves?
because this zero tolerance policy that schools have seems unconstitutional. a kid should be able to defend themselves.
OK, call me clueless, I know where it hurts the most for boys, but even at my age I’m still clueless about girls?
So where would that be?
Hitting a bully back is a tried and true remedy but in today’s schools will get you suspended.
Unfortunately today it seems these kids hide behind their IPODs, phones, twitter, I don't know what else these kids did to that poor girl, but I sure hope they are punished severly.
Brats all, and it seems to be ok with the parents, as long as their little precious is popular anything they do is OK.
Something is wrong in MASS., maybe they are eating to much lead base paint from all those old houses.
Same thing happen to me with the same results.
Glad to see I was not the only one who did something like that.
My short 91 year old uncle told me that same story also back in 1931 when he lived in Corona California.
I can empathize. In the 60s, I was the only Asian kid in my class and was constantly picked on by a group of “greasers”. I told my neighbor, who was on leave from Ft. Benning, and he proceeded to teach me self-defense tactics, which we practiced over and over. When the head “greaser” jumped me as we were getting off the bus, I used every move my neighbor taught me, including a couple swift kicks in the kidneys. Like your assailant, he and his friends left me alone for the rest of my junior high and high school years in the Chicago suburbs.
Fights in school used to be no big deal. You’d get marched off to the vice principal’s office and meet with the board of education. Same thing if you got lippy with a teacher. If you were rude to another student to the point the teacher found out about it you got after school detention.
Regardless of the punishment it was nothing compared to what awaited you at home when the old man got home from work.
I told the bully (with my meanest face on) that I've been watching her, knew where she lived and how she got home. And that if ever she bothered my girl again, this bully would regret it the rest of her life. She turned to jelly, and never bothered my daughter after that. That was about 20 years ago. You'd have to be more discrete nowadays.