Did any GNs know a school bully?

I don’t remember any bullying at my school maybe there was but i didn’t ever see or hear of any
I still meet up with 15/16 of my old school friends from all those years back

I know Merlot. It just brought back horrible memories, which I hadn't even thought about for many years
Sometimes it's better to leave the past where it belongs...

You didn't need to leave facebook, Dollymc2. You just needed to block her request.

So I can remember coming out of a science lesson, when a girl pulled my hair from behind, grappled me to the ground, a crowd gathered and I was so frightened, that I wet myself, in front of said crowd
She contacted me via Facebook to add me as a friend that's when I left Facebook

My first witnessing of a classmate standing up to a bully was in my first grammar school (I went to three.) I had very little grasp of English schools but always kept my eyes and ears open.

We used to have those little cases that looked like miniature suitcases - satchels came later. We also sat in very old fashioned desks with an aisle between the rows.

One day the class bully, who sat at the back of the room, was asked to go to the front and read something. As she walked close to my desk I noticed the girl across the aisle gently pushing her case sideways just enough to trip her up and send her flying. My instinctive reaction was to reach out my foot and quickly shove it back where it belonged.

I think that moment taught me a lot about standing up to bullies.

gillybob I am not a violent person but that sort of lioness instinct kicks in. I feel very sad for victims of bullying. X

I was bullied at primary school. My brother who was 5 years older than me looked after me until he went on to secondary school and then I was fair game. I was small and weak - I was in and out of hospital every 2 years till I was 9. I’ll never forget them. They were a small gang who threatened to “get you at 4” while sitting in class. Then the rest of the day I was living in fear of how to get home without being caught. I can still feel that fear when I think of them. It ended when we moved to secondary school. There were three levels of secondary school in those days and I got in to the highest level school and they all went to the local lowest grade school. My life was so much better then. My secondary school was in a different town and I never saw them again. I hate bullies.

OMG I wish you were my friend flyinghandbags I was a complete wimp at school. Good for you !

It cut off a bit of my sentence on the first one, she slapped me then dared me to hit her back. X

I was a bit of a wild child when it came to bullies. I've:
Kicked a girl down a flight of stairs when -after months of her tormenting me- she slapped me across the face
Punched a boy who pulled my cousin's hair
Hit a boy with a textbook after he threatened to hit my 5 year old brother with a door
Oh and there was the time I hit a girl with a muffin after she threw a fork at me.
I would never do anything like this now but I am fiercely protective of my family and I can't stand bullies. Gawd, that's a long list. X

A girl named Barbara (funnily enough her surname just came back to me). Blonde angelic looking child disguising an unpleasant bullying personality.

I had a multicoloured bruise on my forehead that, according to her, proved I was a ??‍♀️ I was sent to Coventry for weeks. Shame I didn’t know any evil spells that I could cast on her.

I was bullied badly at secondary school, every day was an agony of being thumped, kicked, hair pulled. I hated school but didn’t tell my parents who had serious worries of their own. It came to a head when ‘Bernadette’ jumped out one lunchtime and pulled me of my bicycle, breaking my ankle. Mum went to the police, but nothing was ever done, and school took no action either, although the bullies left me alone after that. I was so pleased to leave school!

Dad was in the RAF so I went to a lot of schools. I suppose along the way I learned to look after myself and how to quickly make the right friends.

My only encounter with a bully was during a term at a high school where I had to go before we moved again. The form 'captain' had obviously been elected because most of the class were scared of her.

One day the teacher had to leave the class for a while and asked her to 'keep an eye.' She complained of a draught at the back of her neck and told me to do something about it. You had to use a window pole to close the window so I suggested that as she was the form captain she should take responsibility for closing the window herself because she knew we weren't allowed to.

There's something about being in possession of the pole when you say it.

Yes. He, egged on by his bunch of mates hit my 6 year old brother with a cricket bat. I went round to his house, and very sweetly asked his Mum if he was coming out to play. We went off to the rec, and I broke his arm, and told him if he ever laid a finger on my brother again, it would be his neck next time. I was 12 at the time. I was so horrified at what I had done, I have never lifted a finger on anyone since.

I dreaded play times at my primary school, a lout would come over, pick me up and throw me against the wall. I was frequently sent home with concussion, but it was only when I was being collected by my parents yet again and vomited over the headmistress's shoes that any notice was taken. The school did nothing to stop it, and in the end I was moved to an all girl school. As I started one year after everyone else I was mocked and sent to Coventry in the playground, but there was no physical violence any more., apart from holding me under in the swimming pool!

When I was only 5 or 6 I punched the leader of a little gang of bullies at my primary school when they surrounded a friend of mine in the playground - he was so scared he wet himself and I saw red. I made the bully’s nose bleed and he was sent home with an older child as escort.

I was scared to death all day about what would happen to me, but not a word was said. This at a school where we’d get slapped with a ruler for a spelling mistake. I’m guessing the teachers (dreadful bullies themselves) were well aware they should have tackled the bullying culture at the school and my parents mustn’t have been told.

There was a teacher at my junior school who was constantly picking on one particular girl, making hurtful comments, etc. I was only about 10 but was all too aware that it was nasty and spiteful.
I would hope that that sort of thing doesn’t happen any more - it’s bad enough when kids do it.

I went to an all girls secondary and looking back I can’t recall seeing any type of bullying amongst the girls.

Unfortunately I can’t say the same about the staff!

I was bullied by one girl when I was about 9. She was taller than me, but the same age. She used to make me give her a piggyback around the playground every day. Her name was memorable - Shelley Winters. My mum moved me to a different school, and I was fine then.

Oh yes, and unfortunately I was at an all girls boarding school and relatively ok until sixth form when a girl called Gail joined my boarding house and add me a target of her spite. Nothing physical, just whispered asides to the other sixth former in the house (only 3 of us in the house) laughing and looks. Mocking my clothes and weight (yes I was overweight, comfort eating) kindly suggesting improvements I could make to my looks and dress sense. Get the drift?
Best day of my life when I left, she became a teacher and then took over as headteacher as a pupil referral centre!
50 years on her impact is still felt.

Oh, Lord, yes, at my senior school. She was a thoroughly nasty little thing - and she was little! Looking back, I dare say her ‘coven’ of co-bullies were afraid of her - she had an utterly vicious tongue.

She went on to be a primary teacher - I’ve often wondered about the poor children she taught. Not to mention whether she ever had any children, and if so, if they were ever bullied, how that made her feel. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone’s children, but it would certainly be karma with a capital K.

I love the fact that I now work and recruit in a big local company. I have had the pleasure of turning down the girls that bullied my daughter at school.

I can’t help but feel bitter towards some of the teachers at my grammar school who knew the bully culture was going on but chose to ignore it . Maybe they thought it was a “right of passage “ ? I don’t know .

Yes. Bullied by a very rough girl with a glass eye, and her gang. I told the teachers but was just told I was big enough to defend myself.

I think in the long run it toughened me up. I've worked for and with bullies since then and just have as little to do with them as possible.

My daughter was bullied by a girl a year or two older when at primary school. She was nasty to her when walking home from school. Must have been when she considered herself too ‘big’ to be met by me.
I remember telling a work colleague about it. She said could you speak to the girl’s mother. I said the mother didn’t look the sort you could reason with, she had a hard, nasty face also.

Ashamed to say I can’t remember how it resolved itself, it was a long time ago, but I think the bully must have turned her attention to someone else.