Bullies have been around for decades, in the past people watched the bully, and
encouraged the taunting. Only the brave few would stand up to these vicious acts of
indirect or direct violence. Today’s societies have a greater knowledge on how to deal
this controversial and thorny issue. The schools have implemented mediation strategies,
and the children also have more of an awareness on how to deal with a conflict if it
a rises. Now when you go to sporting events, abuse is not tolerated. But yet it is, as a
Mom I see these attacks happen on the playground, and when going to the rinks,
Parents yell let’s retaliate!
Bullies live in this pressured sticky bubble that blows up on their own free will.
The pressure that grows at the very core of this enchanted bubble bursts off little bits of
Rage and evaporates from the vast bubble. Communication between a trusted individual would
relieve these everlasting pressures. That is sucked swirling in with each extensive breath
that he or she blows, and the weight that builds within this bubble starts at a tender
Precious seed. This seed was left in the dust unwanted and uncared for. A fresh start for
this buyout bubble to start a-new leaf fresh with dew drops. With nurturing, love,
guidance and most of all respect. When a conflict would arise the pressure would rise,
and then fall like an autumn leaf. With each blow the pressure would evaporate.
The bully could continue the cycle he or she was dealt with or break the vicious game.
Only he or she will know the answer to this thought.
I was bullied all of my life now I have the tools to use , and each day I live life, and enjoy. I will not let a bully trap me within his bubble again, as I am an ever so sweet willow , and when one comes around , I sway , and dance that storm , and carry on.