How this mother did something, to stop her son’s bully, using a NONVIOLENT method, from the Front Page Sections, translated…
Early in the morn, I’d received over hundreds of LINE messages, and they’re all from a homeschooling group, on how a mother went to the schools, and SLAPPED the girl who’d bullied her daughter. Most of the parents wouldn’t agree with her methods, but hoped, that their own children know how to defend themselves when attacked, instead of just, swallowing down all the pains and the tears.
It’d reminded me of how when I was in the first grade, my mother would brush my hair into a braid, and I’d become, the target of those naughty boys. Once there was a boy who’d pulled on my braids hard, made me fall down; after school, as my mother saw how my uniform was covered in dirt, as I’d told her what had happened, she’d led me to this classmate’s house, to “get even”. I’d recalled how as I passed by his house, his father was working bareback on the car, he had a huge tattoo covering his backside, I’d told my mother, “I think his father belongs to a gang”, and my mother inquired, “are members of the gang supposed to pick on other people?”, and so, we’d, arrived at his front door, and my mother called aloud, “Can so and so and his parents come out, there’s something we need to discuss.” That image had, etched itself into my mind, in my mind, my mother appeared like a giant. And, ever since that day, nobody pulled on my braids again.
A lot of parents chatted about bullying in school, and mentioned how they would, go the schools, to make matter smaller, and it’d reminded me of how my friend mentioned of when she was teaching on the islands, she was ganged up on by the other instructors, she voluntarily left here, was very active in her duties of work, and was excellent in her work performances, and that was why she was, singled out. And, as she’d recalled her two years on the islands away, she couldn’t help, but start feeling awful again. She said, that actually, those who’d singled her out weren’t bad people, but, because of how uneven they felt toward her, they’d, ganged up on her, someone who was, from the “outside”. So, bullying in the schools doesn’t just happen to the students, it happened to the teachers and staffs too.
And now, my child is in the elementary school years, awhile ago, he’d told me, “As I was playing in the hallways between classes, a classmate from the class next door pushed me against the walls, and pressed down on me, told me not to move, it’d happened before.” After I’d discussed it with my husband, the following noon when school let out, I’d, bumped into the classmate who’d, picked on my son, and I’d smiled, introduced myself to him, then I’d asked his name, where he lived, and his family members’ contacts, “I want to ask your mother out for tea one afternoon, how would you feel about it?”, that student looked awful, fearful, he’d shaken his head, “no, it’s not necessary, my mother’s busy.”, and, ever since, whenever he saw my son, he’d, dodged him.
After I became a mother, I’d thought about that line by the famous poet, Su, and who knows, maybe, he was, bullied in the palaces too.
And so, this mother took a more laid back approach, to her son getting bullied, she’d helped her son get the point across, without using ANY sort of a threat to this other kid who’d, picked on her son, and, she’d, handled the matter perfectly, because as parents, we tend to get protective of our young when we hear that they’d been bullied, and, in the heat of the moment, we may, want to get violent, but this mother used her cool head, to handle the matter quite well.