My mom used to tell me, when I was younger, to let it go. That made me feel as if she didn't want to hear about it and deal with it. It was hard for me to understand, why these kids would want to say mean things to me. When I had to deal with it on my own, it made me look and criticize myself for my faults.
Now, that I have 4 children of my own, I do things a little different now. Especially when they are already facing it in grade school. I encourage them everyday after school to sit and let me know how their day went. I want to hear about their friends and what happened with "Joe" and "Sally", especially if it sounds silly.
It means alot to mean to be close with my children. I wish I could create a force field, to shield them from unexpected events, but I know they need this in order to learn how they can deal with it.
But for now, all I can do is encourage them to rise above the hate and look to help to those who need it help.