Sunday, March 20, 2011

Enough is enough

I love this kid.  And his sister.  And his dad.



I was Casey once. Until a bully in the 6th grade pushed me too far.

The result?  My upper teeth driven through my lip at a drinking fountain - followed by the decimation of numerous classroom modular walls, chalkboards and desks as we rolled through nearly an entire wing of Gus Grissom Middle School.

The fight ended when I split a molded plastic school chair over his head.

He suffered a concussion and I was held in the principal's office, bloody washcloth pressed against my bleeding lip, until my father arrived.

The principal was waiting for my father's arrival to inform him that I had seriously injured another kid and that I would be subject to corporal punishment - 'swatting' - as it was called.  The bastard of a principal had a fiberglass paddle with holes drilled into it for maximum sting (circa 1974).

Proudest moment of my life re: my father?

Dad arrived - all 400 lbs of angry, repressed, high blood pressure rage.  He asked me what happened and assessed the situation.

He turned to the principal and informed him:

"My kid was defending himself.  You can paddle him all you want - but you're going to have to take me down first."

The paddling never came.

From that day forward, I knew I had backup.  And when you back down just one bully, other bullies take notice.

Be there - for your kids, your nephews and nieces, or your friend's kids - any kid, for Pete's sake.  All they need to know is that someone cares about them and who they are.

3 comments:

Mind Of Mine said...

I saw the video before, but listening to his words has actually moved me.

DuPree said...

He's a good kid. You can see that.

He was simply pushed too far and valued himself enough to try to stop the insanity.

I never considered suicide - but the fact that this sweet, innocent kid did absolutely guts me.

Kyle said...

Unfortunately, can't see the vid any more. If I knew what I know now, there are many things I'd love to tell the proud and happy little gay boy I was pre-bullying decade. Standing up for myself and knowing people had my back would have made a world of difference during those times.