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Kara Gray's avatar

Good for you for standing up!! I once stood up to a bully but my experience was more like Ralphie in A Christmas Story. I just sort of snapped! In 7th grade, there was this 9th grade girl who, for some unknown reason, apparently hated my guts. I'd literally never spoken to her and while we did have one or two mutual acquaintences, I had zero connection to her. But she would constantly glare at me in the hallways, stare me down at bus study, prank call my house to harrass me, etc. She never physically touched me but I was incredibly intimidated. I was a nerdy girl, straight A student, etc. and she was rough, gritty....the stereotypical scenario. My mom knew about it, but I begged her not to call the school, fearing that would make it worse. In fact, the bully's mother even worked at my mom's office on the nighttime cleaning crew, so they were familiar with one another. Again, I begged mom not to say anything. One day in the cafeteria, the bully made a gesture like she was shooting at me by making her hands into the shape of a pistol. Today, of course, this would be extremely alarming, but this was in the days long before school shootings were a thing. I don't know what possessed me, but I SNAPPED. In front of a full cafeteria, I stood up, squared up with her and yelled, "WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM? I've never done anything to you, never even spoken a word to you. What is your problem with me? Tell me now so we can work this out RIGHT NOW." I was shaking like a leaf and fully prepared to get my clock cleaned in front of the whole school. The entire cafeteria fell silent. She looked at me like a deer in headlights. Without saying a word, she turned around, walked away and took her seat. And that was the end of that. She never bothered me again. It took probably 15 minutes for the adrenaline rush to subside and my heart rate to return to normal, but to this day, even if I'd gotten the crap beat out of me, it would have been 100% worth it.

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Ninah's avatar

I wasn’t bullied at school, I was bullied at home, though I’m sure my antics at school (standing up to teachers and defending bullied kids) showed that something was clearly wrong somewhere. Then the most embarrassing moment in my life - at the school’s father-daughter dinner my father stands up and announces what a coward I am. Talk about humiliation! But it totally turned things around at school. Some of my teachers were there and it was an Ah-ha moment for them. From that day on, I was treated so differently at school that my grades went from C- to Honor Roll. I loved school and went on later to get a Master’s Degree, much to my father’s chagrin. Who would have known that the worst moment growing up would turn into the lotus flower of a lifetime.

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