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Contrary to popular belief, violence can and does solve problems. I was a tomboy. Both of my sisters were girly-girls. There were some catty little things that thought they could harass my sisters. When the teachers didn't do anything about it other than 'peer counselling', which more or less meant my sisters 'apologizing' to the bullies for 'offending' them, well, that's where I came in.
Bullies at heart are cowards. They pick on those they view as weak and lesser. When confronted by someone stronger, they back down.
In school I had a reputation as 'dangerous'. (I swear, you blow up one trash can....). I had no problem cultivating that reputation if it meant nobody picked on my sisters.
When my son is old enough for school, I will teach him what I believe. If he throws the first punch, his butt is grass when he gets home. But if he is defending himself, I will back him every step of the way and may the gods have mercy on any school administrator that tries to make an example of him.
Any object that can or is used ot threaten or hurt themselves or another is considered a weapon. The rubberband crossbows and a sharpened pencil can also beconsidered weapons.
As for the bullying I had in school, I am very glad I didn't hit back. I met the bully and her mother later on as a young adult. I found out that she was severely abused by her drunk father. Her and her mother narrowly escaped with their lives. This is not an excuse for her actions. With that going on at home, if I had hit her who knows what would have happened to her. I also became causal friends with ther mom - I would talk to her when I went running in the morning. Her daughter was able to change her life and become a better person.
I am glad that I have kept my integrity. I did not become one of them. Though I am not perfect, the circumstances that I held my temper have always turned out better than the ones I did not. As I have grown older I have learned that peace begets peace and violence begets violence.
I was raised in a religous household and taught to turn the other check. So I try to take the highroad. It can be difficult, but that is not what is important. What is important is the longterm goal of peace.
Contrary to popular belief, violence can and does solve problems. I was a tomboy. Both of my sisters were girly-girls. There were some catty little things that thought they could harass my sisters. When the teachers didn't do anything about it other than 'peer counselling', which more or less meant my sisters 'apologizing' to the bullies for 'offending' them, well, that's where I came in.
Bullies at heart are cowards. They pick on those they view as weak and lesser. When confronted by someone stronger, they back down.
In school I had a reputation as 'dangerous'. (I swear, you blow up one trash can....). I had no problem cultivating that reputation if it meant nobody picked on my sisters.
When my son is old enough for school, I will teach him what I believe. If he throws the first punch, his butt is grass when he gets home. But if he is defending himself, I will back him every step of the way and may the gods have mercy on any school administrator that tries to make an example of him.
Any object that can or is used ot threaten or hurt themselves or another is considered a weapon. The rubberband crossbows and a sharpened pencil can also beconsidered weapons.
As for the bullying I had in school, I am very glad I didn't hit back. I met the bully and her mother later on as a young adult. I found out that she was severely abused by her drunk father. Her and her mother narrowly escaped with their lives. This is not an excuse for her actions. With that going on at home, if I had hit her who knows what would have happened to her. I also became causal friends with ther mom - I would talk to her when I went running in the morning. Her daughter was able to change her life and become a better person.
I am glad that I have kept my integrity. I did not become one of them. Though I am not perfect, the circumstances that I held my temper have always turned out better than the ones I did not. As I have grown older I have learned that peace begets peace and violence begets violence.
I was raised in a religous household and taught to turn the other check. So I try to take the highroad. It can be difficult, but that is not what is important. What is important is the longterm goal of peace.
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