Kristy,
It's so sad that you had to go through a childhood like that. There obviously were no "Responsible" adults or kids around your school. If nothing has changed there, I definatly wouldn't think it would be smart to let your kids go to that school! With my temper I'd have lost it a long time before you did!
In our school, we all were poor. There wasn't much of a class division, because none of us had anything to speak of. Mostly sharecropper's kids although a few had parents that worked in the few factories around back in those days. Several of us were of mixed races and ancestory. Probably most of us if the truth was known. My own mix was everything from Irish, Welsh, Dutch, German and a smattering of Native American peoples on my dad's side and my mother's family is E. B. Cherokee. I wasn't bi-lingual, but several of my friends and family were, and yes, sometimes we got laughed at for some of our customs and the way we talked, dressed or our religious beliefs. I even had to have my Mom come to the school once over a feather, but it got straightened out. But there wasn't any bullying like you are talking about or like I see kids having to go through nowadays on TV. Did we have some who would have liked to have been a bully? Of course we did, but the teachers didn't stand for crap like that and in a tiny school like ours there was very little that they didn't see. I can remember a few times there was a fight over religon or customs, but the other kids would jump in and stop it usually before the teachers could get a chance to, because we knew we all could be next. The few kids who tried to bully or show their hinneys got ignored by everyone else in the school, after a while they learned if they wanted to have any freinds, they'd best keep their stupid opinions on other people's beliefs to themselves.
When we were told we were ignorant savages, we reminded them who kept them from starving when they washed up in their wore out ships, and reminded them of things like the Navaho code talkers and other things that proved otherwise.
As for helping the teachers on occasion... there were a few of us kids who were fairly responsible (Other than cutting up and goofing off) and most of the teachers in our school were ladies. We were raised to respect and protect women, I'm proud to have been one of those chosen to help that day. No one was hurt, the crazy guy was never hit or hurt in any way, the officer shook our hands one by one and thanked us and hauled him to wherever they take people like that.
I hear stories on tv about school shootings, kids stabbing each other, kids getting so bullied they commit suicide, kids hitting teachers, teachers hitting kids, police guarding the school hallways, rapes on school grounds, rampant drugs and drinking on campus... it just makes me sick.
I dunno, maybe I was just lucky. But I am thankful I wasn't raised in one of those schools, communities or times.
Again, I am so sorry that you had to experiance such a sad and horrific school life. Niether I, nor anyone else can change what happened to you, but I wish you had have had someone, either another kid or an adult, stand up for you and stop things like that from ever happening.