I would like to tell you a story. It is about a young girl. Is fifth grade a good place it start? It’s as good as a place to start as any.
Any way, this young girl is fifth grade. I want you imagine that you are this little girl. If you are a guy, then imagine that you are a little boy. But for the purpose of this story, it’s going to be a little girl.
In this story the little girl is going to go through life. As you probably gathered by the title, this story is about bullying. The little girl in the story gets bullied. I have forwarded you so I don’t want any complaints on this story saying “OH, this story is so terrible. It was about bullying and was really depressing.” I did tell you so, no comments on that please. I can tell you that this story is going to end well. She ends up happy and not caring what anyone else thinks and finds friends galore. But we all know how this story will really end.
But before we get too far into the end of the story, let’s go back to the beginning. This little girl is in fifth grade and is great at school. She loves books and loves school. I know, weird right? One thing you should know about her, is that she doesn’t believe that she has any really friends. And this is partially true. All of her best friends are books. Is that good, bad, doesn’t matter? I don’t know. I’ll let you decide.
She has already made an enemy. She made one in kindergarten. Good for her. This year is going well. It’s one of the years where they have been avoiding each other. I should also mention that she has a slight (large) anger problem. Since she couldn’t make friends and since people didn’t seem to like her, she just made herself unlikable. And she made threats to people when they got on her nerves.
So, I lied. She does have several friends, but she never feels truly herself around them. She feels that she can’t truly express herself around them. One day she gets into an argument with one of her friends. She wants to apologize because this girl is usually friendly and she would hate it if they didn’t become friends again.
She tries hard not to tell people what happens but it gets out somehow. (She and others spread it everywhere.) She keeps going up to the girl but the girl keeps running away from her. Our girl starts to cry because she feels terrible, and her “friends” yell at the other girl, saying “Look you made her cry. Just let her apologize.” It just made everything worse.
At one point our little girl, all alone now, goes up to the girl and apologizes. It all works out. You may be thinking, “How is this bullying”. Well first of all, I don’t see why you need to get so ahead of yourselves, I was just getting there. The “friends” were ganging up on her and her friend who she had a fight with. And they were trying to pressure them into doing something they weren’t ready or OK with at that moment. Which is bullying.
Next of course is when she lashes out. It was not to anyone who had ever done anything to her, she was had no idea where it came from. (She was jealous of the girls friend. I think). It was a normal day, and a girl was walking down the hall talking to her friends. And our little girl stuck her leg out and tripped the other girl. The girl fell to the floor. Our girl was about to say sorry, when someone told her off. The walls our girl built up around her anger and feelings came crumbling down and the lava of anger flowed freely. She started to yell and scream that she didn’t care and that she could do what she wanted. This isn’t someone bullying her, it was her bullying someone, though it was not repeated.