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The day I snapped
Eventually things started to change. One day, when I was about 16, this guy came up and said, “What were you calling my mother?” and I just thought, “Not again.” I was with my cousin Michael at the time and the guy swung at me, I blocked him, smacked him back and ended up having this huge brawl with him in the middle of the street. The saddest thing is I used to play football with him. He just started hanging out with wrong crowd.
Not that it matters now but I beat him. A couple days later he walked past me on the street and was all by himself so I said, “If you still have a problem with me, let’s go – you and me – right now.” He said, “No, I don’t have a problem with you.” And no one has touched me since. I’m glad I never went away to boarding school. Can you imagine it? I don’t think I’d be here now. Everything happens for a reason, doesn’t’ it?
I’ve always thought bullies are really sad. Why don’t they put their energy into other things like music and sport ans school? It wrecks my head a little now. Six months ago this guy who used to bully me came up and apologised then asked me to buy him a drink! (looking annoyed) I told him to get out of my face. I see these guys out and most of them don’t have jobs or an education. So of them have been in jail. It’s really sad.
Kian’s advice
If you are being bullied or there are people hassling you, there is one thing you should remember. These people are usually trying to deal with their own insecurities and there’s nothing tough about that.
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