- May 8, 2017
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That’s a really hard time you’ve had to to endure and unfortunately all too common.I was bullied for most of my schooling. Im more or less was a railfan and got picked on and was a social outcast as a result.
As a result I had very few friends.
Schools were nothing short of useless of stopping it. Its the same old cycle. Report it it stops for a few weeks. Then it starts again. Report it and it stops. Rinse and repeat. You get to the point where you go why bother and stop reporting it.
Year 6 was a tough one. I had no friends. None.
I stayed down for year 5. My supposed friends bar one decided not to be friends any more after my parents decided to keep be back. Worse they acted like everyone else.
Year 6 was one lonely year. Not a single friend at all. I brought a radio in partway through it to get through lunch breaks.
High school very few friends. I met my best mate orientation day of high school. Funny hes a train driver now and he gets half the crap I used to talk about him about.
Still copped crap out being a railfan from everyone else though.
It only stopped when I decided to belt some fat kid who was much bigger than me.
The teachers who knew me well we rather proud of me. I was worried they were going to punish me for starting it
More than likely my whatever years of schooling have made me the un confident, anxious, shy, scocially awkward person I am. Probably half the reason Ive never had a girlfriend
Although being anxious has been around since prep. My grade prep teacher did say Id give myself stomach ulcers one day from all the worry.
My four kids are all through high school now so if you include their friends and the wider circle of kids I’ve met over the years you just wouldn’t believe how common it is. My eldest son has a friend who was bullied and beaten on a regular basis at a boys school, he was a nice quite kid who loved the trains and trams apart from that he only stood out because he wasn’t really interested in sport. His dad is a policeman a detective and he went up to the school breathing fire, it didn’t make one bit of difference. The young bloke left and went to the high school where he was fairly happy, he joined the armed forces and loves it. It’s a funny choice of career for a gentle quite guy, maybe it’s the routine he likes.
At any rate school is a place despite all the inclusive crap they recite for round peg kids that go into round peg classes and activities, if you’re different in any way except to stand out for being bright or a gun sportsman you’re in trouble imo. Life can be a bit like that too but you have a choice once out of school, you can join clubs or talk to other people who share you’re interests.
I’ve been to a few reunions over the decades and it really is like the Springsteen song glory days, we can all talk about how good we were but school doesn’t mean s**t now. More than a few school guns and princesses went on to do nothing and a surprising number of really quite unassuming people have lived really interesting knock me down with a feather lives.