Here I am talking about bullying and my own experience. We need to work together to stop bullying; hear me out. - Zeba Koli
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this kid on my bus got stuck in the seat
I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING OMG CALLIE YOU POSTED IT ON OMFG
I CAN’T
STOP
LAUGHIN
imaging everyone laughing at this kid and someone whipping out their camera saying ‘this is going on the internet’
Bullying on tumblr!
I don’t often speak about it, but when I was in school I was bullied badly. I was (am) disabled, and I was the easy target. The bullying meant that, in addition to coming to terms with who and what I was (am), I was unhappy for a whole other set of reasons too.
Unhappy is a bit of an understatement.
I know precisely how this kid must be feeling, because I’ve been there. I hope you’re proud of yourself for this OP.
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A teacher in New York was teaching her class about bullying and gave them the following exercise to perform. She had the children take a piece of paper and told them to crumple it up, stomp on it and really mess it up but do not rip it. Then she had them unfold the paper, smooth it out and look at how scarred and dirty is was. She then told them to tell it they’re sorry. Now even though they said …they were sorry and tried to fix the paper, she pointed out all the scars they left behind. And that those scars will never go away no matter how hard they tried to fix it. That is what happens when a child bullies another child, they may say they’re sorry but the scars are there forever. The looks on the faces of the children in the classroom told her the message hit home. Pass it on.
I will always reblog this.
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