tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644682204875846604.post4775427657686041743..comments2024-03-28T02:23:03.509-05:00Comments on Dana's YA Bookpile: Bullying.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13319964154749498505noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644682204875846604.post-15204812607851454652010-10-17T03:05:32.466-05:002010-10-17T03:05:32.466-05:00Hi Dana , Im actually putting together an antholog...Hi Dana , Im actually putting together an anthology a bit like the chicken soup books for Teens about Bullying -at about 150 pages so far of fiction/non-fiction stories and poetry.<br />Paulazone@live.com<br />BTW am a follower :)The Phantom Paragrapherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15489073520213988883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644682204875846604.post-22773253342712579602010-10-16T23:31:56.624-05:002010-10-16T23:31:56.624-05:00You are all inspirations to every kid who is endur...You are all inspirations to every kid who is enduring this right now. Spread the word that things do get better. Thanks for the postings. Pass this article along to let kids know that there is light at the end of middle school or high school, and it doesn't have to be a train. Life is what you make it, and the only thing you can control is how you react when bad things happen.<br /><br />I choose to use the bad things that happened to me in my writing. Lots of fodder for a gritty YA novel or two. <br /><br />Help stop the bullying. Let kids know they have our support.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13319964154749498505noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644682204875846604.post-70085006824821967632010-10-16T16:53:11.503-05:002010-10-16T16:53:11.503-05:00I was bullied in elementary school more than middl...I was bullied in elementary school more than middle school. I remember every one of my tormenters! I also cannot forgive all my bullies. But one thing they did was light a fire of ambition under me. Funny how I see that succeeding in life is the best revenge. Seems to be so in all the posts here.<br />Kudos to all who posted here, and keep going with your achievements!Lydia Kanghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00484415427764822386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644682204875846604.post-66974989796132664132010-10-16T15:45:37.471-05:002010-10-16T15:45:37.471-05:00I hated middle school as well. I was bullied for ...I hated middle school as well. I was bullied for being smart. People called me stuck-up and full of myself. It seemed like everything I did and said was turned around and used to make me look like the bad person. Other girls threatened to beat me up for seemingly no reason. One of the girls I considered a close friend shared a very personal note I wrote (about being sexually harrassed by another student) with our entire Algebra class. <br /><br />When I got to high school, I was in advanced classes with other people like me. It helped, but I could not wait to graduate and move away to college, where I could really find people I connected with and shared similar experiences and intersts. I should finish getting my PhD in math by May of 2012.<br /><br />I would like to say that I grew up and forgave those who treated me poorly. Some I could; some I couldn't. As for the girl who mortified me, well, karma is a bitch.The Apehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02056197913046975955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644682204875846604.post-20351431502518981792010-10-16T14:56:38.436-05:002010-10-16T14:56:38.436-05:00You are so right about middle school.Horrors. I to...You are so right about middle school.Horrors. I totally agree about not ever wanting to go back. The book I am writing now is about bullying and how people's thoughtless actions can result in terrible outcomes. All of the suicides lately in the news speak to this. <br /><br />We moved around a lot when I was a kid. I felt like I was always the new kid. Top that off with my hand me down clothes and shy nature, and you had a walking target. I remember someone stealing my jacket in graphics class and being goosed as I walked up the very crowded stairwell on the way to class. It was mortifying. It took me a long time to figure out that it didn't matter what they thought. I had my own plans and my own road to travel.<br /><br />Kudos to you that you were wise enough at that age to know that these kids don't really matter in the long run. Center of self is a hard lesson to learn when you are that young. Your success is the best revenge. You rock!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13319964154749498505noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644682204875846604.post-77000595294966980862010-10-11T22:11:46.900-05:002010-10-11T22:11:46.900-05:00I was bullied, mostly in middle school. What a hor...I was bullied, mostly in middle school. What a horrible time. I wouldn't go back to middle school if you paid me. For the rest of my high school career I was mostly picked on for being smart. For some reason, when you're black and smart, you're trying to be "white." It's ridiculous. I think I got through it because I realized that those people didn't mean anything to me. Of course, I still have confidence issues and sometimes I still don't know where I fit in, but hey, I'm on my way to getting my PhD right now in biostatistics. Where are those people who picked on me? I have no idea.Priscilla TheGreathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01951674368473966188noreply@blogger.com