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Kids aren't the only bullies, ,,Mar 22 '01 Write an essay on this topic.
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The Bottom Line Bullies come in all shapes and sizes. Take part in your childs class. Get to know classmates. This will last them all a lifetime.
our family has had our share of bullies with our son. And let me tell you, it affects our children more then we can realize.But its not only other children who are the bullies, teachers, and princapals can be too. I was a child who was bullied and the minute I heard that my baby boy was being bullied I ran to the school to see who was doing this. The statement that bullies should be confronted is true to some point. They should be questioned as to why they feel they have the right to treat others so badly. To me the problems start in the home.It has a huge affect on how the child thinks, reacts, and answers to some of the problems he has to deal with as a lonely and unloved or sometimes even overly spoiled child. There are many reasons as to why I feel so strongly about being VERY active in your childs classroom. You get to know the kids and the teachers. As they get to know you, they will respect you as an adult and as a friend.You get to see how they react to different situations and problems that arise. My son and I had a serious problem at one point when he was in the 2nd grade. Me and my husband moved to a suburban area of Milwaukee, and had the greatest oppritunity to enroll our son in the best elementary school there. He was very excited about meeting his new teacher and making new friends. He is the outgoing, very loving and friendly child we raised him to be. Well I talked on the phone with the teachers and the principal of the school numerous times as to see what the curriculam is and the type of education that our son was going to receive. I found it to be the best and was recommened by quite a few people and coworkers of mine. Little did I know I would end up in court battling the school board to fire the teacher and principal that convinced me my child would have received the best education and care from that shcool, were we not the color we were. It happened one day when my son came home from school and told me that the kids were calling him a 'spic'. I couldn't comprehend where 6&7 year old children got this word from. So I called the school and tried to make arragements to meet with the principal. She never got back to me. I had to talk my son into going with me to the school, which he cried all the way there fighting me not wanting to go. And mind you this was a child who would be sad when he couldn't get to go to school. We went in and I waited for 3 hours to talk with this princapal. Finally she saw us and determined that this wasn't a good place for "US". I asked her what she meant by that and she said because my son was causing distractions in the class, by him not wanting to participate in certain school activites. So by now I am already to blast this woman in the face. Because I know exactly where she is going with this crap! Remembering how easy it was for me to do when I was teen and faced the with the same insecurity of a racist, bully that had followed me for many years in high school. I kindly warned her that that was not an excuse to ask us to leave the school.And that my son had the right to be here just as the other kids have that right. And then she said it. "Your son doesn't belong here and none of your kind does, I suggest you leave before I have to call security to have you removed from "OUR" school!" Now I am sitting here with so much anger and disbelief that I look over at my teary eyed son and his reply was "See mom they don't want us here" With that comment I rose out of my seat, my face on fire, and put my finger in her face telling her "You just lost your job!!" Then I think she thought about it. While she was still trying to explain herself, I slammed her door and walked out with my head held high. I grab my son's hand and jog quietly out of "THEIR" school. On the ride home I cried. Why, I don't know but I had those same feelings I used to have when I rode the bus home when I was in High school. I hated to be the color I was and wanted to exist no more. And I cried because still in this day and age, that hate for a persons color still is there and maybe even stronger than ever. And I was angry for my son. I was hating myself all over again for my son having to be put through that. And having him see me and that woman talk about OUR and YOUR TYPE OF PEOPLE crap. Well the school board immediatly removed her and the teacher from that school. WE WON!! And I could have easily sued for racial discrimantion, but money will not ever repair the damage that was done emotionally. I am not a greedy person, no money could ever remove the pain my son had to endure that day in that womans office. I overcame that, now its my turn to help my son realize and try to understand that's not our fault that people are mean,cruel, and undeserving of our friendship.Just because they fear what they don't understand.Now we moved. To a warmer, more caring area of the city. Not that all people who live in the suburbs are they way that school was, but we have decided to live in an area of strong diversity. My son now knows, its not the color, but the heart of the person.But bullies come in all shapes and sizes. He had a girl bully at his new school, I talked with the teacher and her one day, in private, not to embarrass her at all, or put her on the spot with the other kids.She openly admitted that she thought my son was the cutest boy in class. Thats why she would steal his pencils, take his lunch money, and hit on him which did cause her to get suspened on quite a few occasions.Now they are the best of friends, she is over daily to do homework with him. But take part in your child classroom whether it be one day a month, take that day off work to go on that field trip with the class. Get to know all the students. Help the teacher out with the kids. Remember kids learn what they see at home.  |
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