Since last night, I’ve been riled up about the bullying of a bully’s dad. I’ve already shared my two cents’ worth on it, but I still can’t get over it. I used to take bullying lightly, for I used to think that being bullied was but a part of life, and that it makes one who survives it a stronger person. But I guess my idea of bullying was too shallow, for really, I was very blessed to haven’t been bullied to the point of having both physical and emotional scars.
Probably the closest I’ve come to being bullied were during my kindergarden days. Here are some vivid memories:
- A classmate stuck chewing gum to my hair.
- Upon my arrival to school one Monday morning, the girls’ “leader” went up to me and just said: “Hindi ka na namin kaibigan.” for no reason at all (I had a theory though. On Sunday, my nanny was watching GMA Supershow. I remember her gushing how beautiful Gretchen Barretto was in her hairdo, and promised me she’d do my hair ala-Gretchen the following day for school. True to her word, she did my hair ala-Gretchen, and after she finished, she gushed, “Wow, para ka nang si Gretchen!!!” So I concluded that this “leader” decided to ostracize me because she was jealous of how I looked…after all, I looked like Gretchen. Hehehe. Yep, bata pa ako bilib na ako sa sarili ko.)
I, of course, also wasn’t spared of being a pulutan aka subject of interest of a girls’ gabfest. But who has ever been spared, right?
I am glad I “survived” those minor bullying cases. And when the time came that I belonged to the “it” girls, I never (or did I, unconsciously?) bullied the less popular girls. OK fine, I made fun of them secretly, but I was the one who often talked to them and even befriended them. In high school, I even somewhat convinced myself to be attracted to this guy who resembled the nerd prototype–pimples, stance/gait and all (save for the wearing of a pair of spectacles). I guess it’s because I gravitate to their weirdness, as I was already weird even back when being weird wasn’t uso/”cool” yet (Oooyyy, aminin! Minsan ka lang nag-ayos nang todo-todo ng kuwarto or desk mo, ipe-press release mo na na OC ka, kasi pagpapa-cute method na ngayon ang “Ang OC ko!” declaration)
I hope my being overtly nice (although covertly mean, sometimes :() will benefit my son. I mean, that he won’t pay for my misdeeds. Just thinking that no one will have a crush on my son is already tearing my heart, how much more if I learn or witness that my son is being bullied! Worse, I would have to restrain myself from scolding or hurting back the bully because I think it is inappropriate for a parent to directly meddle in kids’ affairs (in which case, I would have to keep myself from hyperventilating or from bursting into tears). I believe that the course of action that must be taken is to communicate with the bully’s parents. Pero naman, kung katulad ni Mr. Bantiles (again, assuming that the young Gonzales’ allegations are true) ang mga magulang, what to do?!? A rido (clan war) isn’t a far-fetched idea if parents act like this.
Tell me what you think!
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