Childhood is one of the most important stage in life which contributes to who we become when we are older. Children at an early age can be so mean, they learn to outcast others, pick on others. It’s hard if you weren’t in the “in crowd”. Just the other day, at the mall, I saw 4 kids gang up on 1 fat kid. Called her names like “Piggy” and tormenting her with “oink oink’s”. Other people passed by and laughed. But I was different. I saw the tears well up in her eyes as she tried to put on a fake smile to pretend she was tough. Poor kid.
My heart really goes out to the little chubby kid. I saw myself in her. My family and I moved to the
On my first day of school, kids had mistaken me for a boy. They often referred to me as a Chinese Fat Boy. People who were bullied often grouped together, but me, I was different. I was an outcast from both the “in crowd” and the L-O-S-E-R group. There were times when I would eat in the restroom, all alone, with hot tears streaming endlessly down my fat rosy cheeks. I walked with my head bowed down to the ground, afraid that if I had made eye contact with anyone I would be made fun of again. But that’s just how life is sometimes.
By the time I turned 13, I somehow managed to lose some of the weight. I didn’t exercise or go on a diet. Actually I ate so much that I had gotten food poisoning. My butt was throwing up for almost a week. We also moved to
Anyway, I think I turned out alright, despite all the bullying. But I must admit, I’ve become vain and sometimes I obsess about my weight. But I’m trying to just be happy with myself. Somehow being bullied so much helped me to become a stronger person and more sensitive to the needs and feelings of others. I wonder how my bullies are now? I wonder what they would say or think if they ran into me.
Any one out there ever bully anyone? Or have you been bullied? What effect does it have on the person you have become today?