A TALE OF BULLIES
There was once a boy who did not believe in violence. He tried to be pleasant to all, no matter how evil or repugnant they might be.
This gentle soul was therefore picked on by bullies. Looked on as an easy target. Persecuted and beaten on a regular basis.
This started from his first day at school and continued until he was 14 years old.
When he was 14 he was walking to school and he saw one of the school bullies and his little band of followers hitting a girl from the school. The boy didn’t know her. Had never noticed her, but that day something snapped inside him. Something had just been pushed that little bit too far and in a rage, a red mist rage, he attacked the bully. One right cross was all it took. The bully went down snivelling and crying, the girl took off like a scalded cat and the band of followers disappeared like smoke in the wind.
That day he learned a hard lesson about the world. He learned that it is not a nice place. Not unless people stand up for those weaker than themselves and chase away the bullies of the world, be they children, adults, dictators or governments.
From that day on no-one picked on him. And they didn’t pick on others in his sight, because he began to gain a reputation for violence. Violence directed against those who bully the weak.
The boy had changed. Drastically changed. He now understood that sometimes you come across someone who’s only language is violence and to combat them the only answer is fear. You have to instil a greater fear in them than they do in their victims. It doesn’t cure the bully in them, but it does control it. They are controlled because they are afraid of the consequences of their actions.
These days, in the UK, USA and many other countries, we face very few consequences for the way we act and that saddens me greatly. Actions SHOULD have consequences.
This is a true story, because, as they say, I was that boy, many, many years ago.
As for me, I still hate bullies and will not tolerate them, be they physical, verbal or typewritten.
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Way what a great post. I am so sorry you were bullied and so glad you are a fighter of injustice. Bullies seem to think kindness and gentleness means a person is weak when it in fact means the opposite. Yes bullies are only controlled because they fear the consequences of their actions and actions should have consequences, always. I too hate bullies and will fight injustice where ever I see it. Thank you Way.
Thank you for that post!
A good blog Way and I urghhhh absolutly abhor bullies….detest, detest and detest…..and like skipp I WILL and always will fight injustice…..
And believe it or not I was bullied in a 20 year marriage ~ when I left that marriage I was bullied in the workplace……mentally and verbally..
So how did I become who I am now?, one day I stood up to them ohhh they are not so brave when they are on their own….I am no longer intimidiated by people who try and intimidiate me….it was difficult at first but I took control of me…
I have recently witnessed bullying and I reported it…..noone else did because they want to be part of a clique and are afraid they will be ostracized….do I care? nope not one little bit!!!!!…
Bullying imo should be made punishable by offence………I just wrote a blog on Don’t be mean behind the screen, sadly there are bullies who sigh….well remain bullies all their life….even some over middle age!!!!!
Cowards and words I cannot print is what they are!!!!..
I was bullied at school and chased home almost every afternoon by a group of boys in primary school, fortunately I was faster than them, mostly because I was afraid of what they might do to me if they caught me. I detest bullying of any kind to humans and animals, and often wish I could smash them one and let them know what it feels like – sometimes one has to resort to violence as well to stop these bullies, but I was always afraid I might not stop. I remember when my eldest son was a little boy and I saw another boy hit him across the head – before I knew it I was there smacking this kid.:(
a very good post way and pleased you managed to get through all that happened to you 🙂
Way a really good post Thank you For that….Pleased you got through it all.
A very good post and thank you for sharing it your story with us.
Good on you way. I,ll bet you,ve been brave, ever since. Forever sounds like me………..a real pusycat, until there’s an injustice, then the red rage rises, and you want to smash these bullies right in the gobb…. Way to gooooooooooooooo!! Cag.xxx
Right on cag !!!!!