It's been a longggg while since the last update *covers face* and there's one extremely lonnnggg entry seating rotting in my draft, waiting to be completed. Nevertheless, something actually brought me to pen down some thoughts, inspired by a Facebook post from a friend.
Her brother, about the age of 7 (yes, the huge age gap!), came home, all teary eyed, told her that his classmate called him names & snatched his stationaries without his permission.
Bullies in school.
Kinda brought me back to my primary school days (Pri 4 to be exact) where I was told by some "cooler" Malay girls (classmates) to meet them at the school garden, every recess, just so they can hurl vulgarities to me. Me being the selenger one, dengarkan kata and never fail to go there every recess. What was I thinking right! Hahaha. But anyway, I guess, there was once that I had enough. I decided to stand firm and fight back. Me against a whole gang of them. Cey, macam terror. Padahal jantung macam nak tercabut time tu.
So came that fateful day, I told myself "Ok this is it! Niari, kena jawab balik. Tak boleh diam!" So off I went to the school garden and I saw the whole gang of them, standing there, waiting for me - the nerd. Hahaha! I swallowed my saliva while I waited for them to finish their usual antics. After which, I answered, "Korang takder kerja lain eh? Hari-hari datang sini, maki orang. Aku dah penat nak layan korang. Buang masa!" and off I went. There were mixed reactions. They were left speechless, but the look on their faces were priceless! Hahahah. It felt sooo syiok - like a heavy weight was lifted off my shoulders! I guess, one must learn to find the limit and stop the bullying by yourself (if no one could help that is) at some point of time.
And when I thought bullying was over for me, came secondary school where I was bullied.....again. -.-
If I could recall, it was in Sec 2 where I was bullied by a group of Normal Academic (N.A.) girls. I can't remember what was the trigger point but I remembered once, after recess, where I wanted to go up to the school hall from the canteen to assemble & 3 N.A. girls stopped me at the staircase with their huge boobs, preventing me from going up, lips moving in a motion like they were chewing bubble gums. I went left, they moved to the left. I went right, they moved to the right. And they started laughing at my helpless self. Kurangajar kan. Hahaha. Trust me, macam nak letopkan je tu tetek that time. But anyway, because it was so crowded, they decided to let me go and stared hard at me while I make my way to the hall.
Some other days, they would follow me home from school and really, it was terrifying. I didn't know who to ask help from. There were also days where they would approach me in a "friendly" manner, pretending we were friends, and sit in a circle around me in the school canteen to have some "pep talk" - gangster style. Whenever a teacher approached (due to how rowdy they sound from far), they would pretend we were friends and put their arms around me so that the teacher would not suspect anything. Pandai eh dorang, kecik-kecik dah ada bakat terpendam.
I think I got tired of the bullying too that I went to the staff room and talked to the teacher who saw me together with them. The teacher thought that the group of girls and I were friends, only to be told otherwise. I can't remember what happened after that but eventually, I was safe.
Bullies have scarred me for life and when I read my friend's Facebook post, I had a thought;
What if my child get into a situation like I did?
What if my child get bullied in school?
Will he/she stand up for himself/herself?
Will he/she open up to me?
Will he/she tell his/her teachers?
These thoughts broke my heart. :'(
While the lil one is still inside of me, I can protect him/her from any unforeseen harm insya'Allah. But I am not so sure when he/she is out in this world. A world full of pretence. Full of hatred. Full of envious people.
Ahh... One of the days where I feel so overwhelmed with emotions. Pregnancy hormones huh?
Her brother, about the age of 7 (yes, the huge age gap!), came home, all teary eyed, told her that his classmate called him names & snatched his stationaries without his permission.
Bullies in school.
Kinda brought me back to my primary school days (Pri 4 to be exact) where I was told by some "cooler" Malay girls (classmates) to meet them at the school garden, every recess, just so they can hurl vulgarities to me. Me being the selenger one, dengarkan kata and never fail to go there every recess. What was I thinking right! Hahaha. But anyway, I guess, there was once that I had enough. I decided to stand firm and fight back. Me against a whole gang of them. Cey, macam terror. Padahal jantung macam nak tercabut time tu.
So came that fateful day, I told myself "Ok this is it! Niari, kena jawab balik. Tak boleh diam!" So off I went to the school garden and I saw the whole gang of them, standing there, waiting for me - the nerd. Hahaha! I swallowed my saliva while I waited for them to finish their usual antics. After which, I answered, "Korang takder kerja lain eh? Hari-hari datang sini, maki orang. Aku dah penat nak layan korang. Buang masa!" and off I went. There were mixed reactions. They were left speechless, but the look on their faces were priceless! Hahahah. It felt sooo syiok - like a heavy weight was lifted off my shoulders! I guess, one must learn to find the limit and stop the bullying by yourself (if no one could help that is) at some point of time.
And when I thought bullying was over for me, came secondary school where I was bullied.....again. -.-
If I could recall, it was in Sec 2 where I was bullied by a group of Normal Academic (N.A.) girls. I can't remember what was the trigger point but I remembered once, after recess, where I wanted to go up to the school hall from the canteen to assemble & 3 N.A. girls stopped me at the staircase with their huge boobs, preventing me from going up, lips moving in a motion like they were chewing bubble gums. I went left, they moved to the left. I went right, they moved to the right. And they started laughing at my helpless self. Kurangajar kan. Hahaha. Trust me, macam nak letopkan je tu tetek that time. But anyway, because it was so crowded, they decided to let me go and stared hard at me while I make my way to the hall.
Some other days, they would follow me home from school and really, it was terrifying. I didn't know who to ask help from. There were also days where they would approach me in a "friendly" manner, pretending we were friends, and sit in a circle around me in the school canteen to have some "pep talk" - gangster style. Whenever a teacher approached (due to how rowdy they sound from far), they would pretend we were friends and put their arms around me so that the teacher would not suspect anything. Pandai eh dorang, kecik-kecik dah ada bakat terpendam.
I think I got tired of the bullying too that I went to the staff room and talked to the teacher who saw me together with them. The teacher thought that the group of girls and I were friends, only to be told otherwise. I can't remember what happened after that but eventually, I was safe.
Bullies have scarred me for life and when I read my friend's Facebook post, I had a thought;
What if my child get into a situation like I did?
What if my child get bullied in school?
Will he/she stand up for himself/herself?
Will he/she open up to me?
Will he/she tell his/her teachers?
These thoughts broke my heart. :'(
While the lil one is still inside of me, I can protect him/her from any unforeseen harm insya'Allah. But I am not so sure when he/she is out in this world. A world full of pretence. Full of hatred. Full of envious people.
Ahh... One of the days where I feel so overwhelmed with emotions. Pregnancy hormones huh?
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