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Songbird76

Songbird76

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ajrwdwgirl said:
There was a girl in my grade that was really picked on all through high school. Her home life was terrible, she wasn't abused but came from a very poor family and was often smelly and unwashed. I was shy and didn't have a ton of friends and I felt bad about how people treated her so I became her friend and she was a lot fun to play with. Then I started to get teased and being shy anyway and an elementary kid I didn't have the guts to stand up to anyone. So I stopped playing with her. I never teased her to her face but I know I probably laughed with the group as others did. And I still feel such horrible guilt today about how she was treated and how I acted.

I know I lost out on a great friend too. After high school we both ended up working at Burger King together. By then she had moved into her own apartment and was clean and non-smelly. We became friends again and hung out, but I still felt guilty. Unfortunately when I went to college we lost touch, we both got busy in our own lives. I have looked for her on Facebook but I know she got married and no one I went to high school with knows what happened to her. Anyway, long story short it bothers me greatly when kids at school get teased for different things and I think back on my own experience and try to direct kids to doing the right thing so they won't live with the regret when they finally get a little wisdom later in life.
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Awww....you should forgive yourself. You were very young and you know better now...so you learned from it and you wouldn't do the same thing now. I could always stand up for others in a way I couldn't stand up for myself. I didn't always play with the kids who were teased (they didn't always WANT to play with me) but I did always stand up for them if I saw them being teased. But not every kid can take that on. I was never a popular kid and got my fair share of being picked on...probably more than my share. But it's helped me in raising my kids to be kind to everyone and not to pick on other kids. Just like you are now able to help your students learn the same lesson...you are doing something good with your remorse. Give your young self a break.
 
Cesar R M

Cesar R M

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MOXOMUMD said:
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Songbird76

Songbird76

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figmentfan423 said:
Major sympathy like. I won't even eat pizza in Florida because we're so spoiled in the NYC metro area
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Yeah, the Netherlands are not known for their pizza...it's nothing to write home about. But while we stayed with my friend in Kissimmee, her husband worked at five star pizza, and as we had no car, she was not up to driving, and there were no groceries in the house because her husband was at work, we ordered pizza most nights and he got a discount. It was good pizza, at least by my standards...I have a craving for it now!!
 
betty rose

betty rose

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ajrwdwgirl said:
There was a girl in my grade that was really picked on all through high school. Her home life was terrible, she wasn't abused but came from a very poor family and was often smelly and unwashed. I was shy and didn't have a ton of friends and I felt bad about how people treated her so I became her friend and she was a lot fun to play with. Then I started to get teased and being shy anyway and an elementary kid I didn't have the guts to stand up to anyone. So I stopped playing with her. I never teased her to her face but I know I probably laughed with the group as others did. And I still feel such horrible guilt today about how she was treated and how I acted.

I know I lost out on a great friend too. After high school we both ended up working at Burger King together. By then she had moved into her own apartment and was clean and non-smelly. We became friends again and hung out, but I still felt guilty. Unfortunately when I went to college we lost touch, we both got busy in our own lives. I have looked for her on Facebook but I know she got married and no one I went to high school with knows what happened to her. Anyway, long story short it bothers me greatly when kids at school get teased for different things and I think back on my own experience and try to direct kids to doing the right thing so they won't live with the regret when they finally get a little wisdom later in life.
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Being kind takes little work. Even a hi, would go a long way to make someone's day better.
 
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betty rose

betty rose

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MinnieM123 said:
True confessions here . . . I peeked. :cautious: I was about 7 years old when I figured out that my mother put the bags of gifts in her closet (she had a good-sized, walk-in closet). One day when she went out, I snuck up there and very carefully opened up the bags and put everything back exactly the same as she had it. It was so exciting to see what toys I'd get for Christmas! :p But then . . . I had guilt . . . :facepalm: And when Christmas morning came and I opened up my presents (and pretended to be surprised ;) ), I was kinda bummed that there were no surprises at all. After that, I didn't hunt for my gifts anymore :rolleyes: . I preferred to be surprised on Christmas morning.
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I like surprises, but we don't do that anymore. None of us knows what the other person has, or even wants. Our oldest grandson never asks for anything, the youngest wants everything. So he is easy . Oldest is much harder.
 
betty rose

betty rose

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Songbird76 said:
Yeah, I was like that too. When I was in high school, we got a family of Mexicans who didn't speak a word of English. There was a woman who was brought in to help them because she spoke both spanish and English and her daughter was a few years behind me in school...I had been a DARE role model when she was in 6th grade and apparently she had told her mom about me, so the mother sought me out as someone who would be welcoming. They sat at our lunch table and we tried to include them, but most kids in our school made fun of them. One of the boys had a deformity...one leg was much longer than the other, so he had one special shoe that had a platform to make up the difference. The kids laughed at him...I felt so bad for those kids. No friends in a small school where everyone knew each other...they were outsiders. But I had no classes with them, so I couldn't really do much beyond sit with them at lunch or smile at them in the hallways.
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I'm sure that helped a lot. Just having one kind friend can help them get through their day.
 

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