We relocated 2 years ago and it has been awful for my son. Kids pick on him and call him names because he is overweight. He would come home depressed, ears red from holding his feelings inside. First we told him to walk away...even from the titty twisters that left bruises and the kicks in the legs. Then we told him to tell his teachers and coaches because a lot was going on in PE and the boys locker room...the teachers told him to sit down or sit out as though he was disrupting the class. It hurt him so much that anger started to build and we sent him to see a social worker so that he would have someone outside of his family to talk to. 2 years, the same bullies and it never got better. I guess I began to ignore the problem because the complaints were daily, and I was wrong.
Last year, the last week of school, I received a call from the school Principle that my son was in the office...a boy in PE pulled my sons pants down and my son pulled them up and punched the kid in the eye. That boy was stunned and huddled with another boy, they tripped my son...the one that had gotten punched jumped on my son and started punching him in the head at least 7 times while he was down. Then the coaches pulled the boy off of my sons head. That boy and my son was suspened the last week of school. That week I had to rub my sons scalp with alcohol to help the soreness because he was having a hard time sleeping. By the way, when the scool called and told me what happened, the first words out of my mouth were.. "It's about time!" I was glad that he finally stood up for himself. He said he just couldnt take it anymore...he knows fighting is wrong, thats why it took 2 years before he did anything.
This week he was all emotional about the bullies...what if they sit next to him...what if they call him names...what if they hit him in the back of the neck when he is at his locker...WHAT IF I SHOW UP AT THEIR HOUSE??? I didn't tell him that...but I have thought it! I am so sick of these bullies. My son is so nice, helpful to other kids, will stay after school to help kids with their homework. All he wants is to be accepted. The poor boy walks around with his head down. He got out of the car this morning with his head down dragging his feet like a nervous shy 4 year old. HELP
Oh, I did go to meet the teacher night. I met the new couch and told him what was going on in the gym and locker room. I wanted to make sure he knew about last year, has seen my face, and know that this year the problem will not be ignored at home. And I did say if my son instigates anything, I want to know about it.