A red headed kid kicked my ass all the way home from school even though he had a big time nose bleed and a busted lip. Last time I ever jumped on a red head.
I remember that day. ;-)
When I was growing up back in the days of dinosaurs, I got picked on quite a bit because of my red hair and I was at that time relatively small for my age.
Getting in fights all the time because you're "different" than the other kids teaches you quite a bit, especially when it comes to learning how to fight.
I won't sit here and say I won every fight I was ever in, because I didn't. Those who started a fight with me though damn' sure knew they were in a fight when it was over. Not very many came back for a second try either.
When my two sons were born I was worried they'd be picked on too, especially my youngest who has long, red, wavy hair like I did when I was his age.
Both of my sons were enrolled in Taekwondo at a young age and both have their Second Degree black belts. Oldest will be testing for his Third Degree when he comes home from college for Christmas.
Needless to say I don't worry about either of my sons getting in physical altercations. Especially with my youngest son who's quite good and has the size to defend himself easily.