Thus we get to ILG's comments about lack of home support. I did indeed "fight back" on more than one occasion but in every case found myself in far more trouble than the idiot who started the problems in the first place. My own dad would get upset at me when I DIDN'T fight back (probably the normal "man" part of him) but the part who wanted to be the man with the perfect "UPC family" sitting in the front pew got mad when I DID fight. It really was no win.
James Baker was a short, skinny little dude who hated my guts during the couple years I attended school with him. In fifth grade, it was nothing for him to pull my hair or punch me in the stomach, or kick my legs. I was helpless as I was told to never fight back.
I was standing in the lunch line when James started punching me. I'd had enough, and I remember dealing four punches to his face. I couldn't have hit him that hard because he wore glasses and they never came off. However, he punched me so hard in the face that my head hit the wall behind me and I think I'm still seeing stars...
In addition, since I hit him, we were both suspended, and my mother beat me really good when I got him also. Lesson learned. I took more beatings from my peers after that.
James Baker was a short, skinny little dude who hated my guts during the couple years I attended school with him. In fifth grade, it was nothing for him to pull my hair or punch me in the stomach, or kick my legs. I was helpless as I was told to never fight back.
I was standing in the lunch line when James started punching me. I'd had enough, and I remember dealing four punches to his face. I couldn't have hit him that hard because he wore glasses and they never came off. However, he punched me so hard in the face that my head hit the wall behind me and I think I'm still seeing stars...
In addition, since I hit him, we were both suspended, and my mother beat me really good when I got him also. Lesson learned. I took more beatings from my peers after that.
You hit him in the wrong spot...
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James Baker was a short, skinny little dude who hated my guts during the couple years I attended school with him. In fifth grade, it was nothing for him to pull my hair or punch me in the stomach, or kick my legs. I was helpless as I was told to never fight back.
I was standing in the lunch line when James started punching me. I'd had enough, and I remember dealing four punches to his face. I couldn't have hit him that hard because he wore glasses and they never came off. However, he punched me so hard in the face that my head hit the wall behind me and I think I'm still seeing stars...
In addition, since I hit him, we were both suspended, and my mother beat me really good when I got him also. Lesson learned. I took more beatings from my peers after that.
In fifth and sixth grades, I suffered from horrible ingrown toenails. I often missed school to have surgical procedures done on them. The kids knew this, and I was often having my feet stomped on. I wasn't even safe in the bathroom. I would come home and peel my dried, bloody socks off my feet.
James Baker was a short, skinny little dude who hated my guts during the couple years I attended school with him. In fifth grade, it was nothing for him to pull my hair or punch me in the stomach, or kick my legs. I was helpless as I was told to never fight back.
I was standing in the lunch line when James started punching me. I'd had enough, and I remember dealing four punches to his face. I couldn't have hit him that hard because he wore glasses and they never came off. However, he punched me so hard in the face that my head hit the wall behind me and I think I'm still seeing stars...
In addition, since I hit him, we were both suspended, and my mother beat me really good when I got him also. Lesson learned. I took more beatings from my peers after that.
Ya, my folks were that bad. The worst lasted only about three years, but it was perhaps my most IMPRESSIONABLE three years. Again, they are not the same people now that they were then -and haven't been for a long time but they have no idea how their actions have shaped me.
Re: Bullies and bullying- how close to home is it?
I attended grade school from 1974 to 1983. This was an era were tight jeans were seen on boys and girls. Boys had longer hair and girls wore bobbed haircuts.
Being UPC, I wore skirts and had long hair. I was an outcast. I lived southwest of Chicago where winters were cold ones. It was not uncommon to spend my recesses getting snow shoved up my skirts. My hair was constantly pulled, even by mean teachers. Yes, it might have been my religion, but it might help you understand why I hated my church life also.
Ya, my folks were that bad. The worst lasted only about three years, but it was perhaps my most IMPRESSIONABLE three years. Again, they are not the same people now that they were then -and haven't been for a long time but they have no idea how their actions have shaped me.
My mom isn't the same person either, even though she still attends a UPC church.
After my 'transformation', my leaving church and therefore standards, for a long time, she wouldn't buy me clothes I wanted, only skirts and such. Of course, I wouldn't wear them and she would tell me that it was against her religion to buy things for me she considered 'sin'.
I recently cut my hair quite short. She saw my picture on Facebook and called me...to compliment me on how good I looked, even compared to my 'longer' hairstyle. She said, "some women don't look good with short hair, but it looks really good on you and compliments your face". I was shocked, but she has changed in a lot of ways in her old age. LOL!
Re: Bullies and bullying- how close to home is it?
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Originally Posted by RandyWayne
There ya go. The MAN part of my dad told me to fight. The UPC part who wanted the perfect little family didn't. Guess which part won out?
I got in trouble no matter what I did. I am used to no one backing me up anymore.
im glad i didnt have that problem. I grew up in the country. perfection had more to do with how many doves you killed out of a box of shells.
I was NEVER perfect.
Randy, you guys have these horror stories of the UPCI and I honestly do believe you. But that just wasnt my experience. I was lucky or blessed or both.
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