According to Naija Ajebo dictionary, a bully is:
1. with respect to intelligence: a person, "hawt" and popular with zero brain who picks on the pimpled/freckled face eyeglass wearing nerds because they are intelligent.
2. With respect to size: slim pretty grlirls/broad chested 8-pack guys who pick on the "fat" girls/slim normal guys because they don't fit in their circle.
Let me go down memory lane. In my senior year, what our oyibos call high school, I can say I was fairly popular, they called me sparks!! (rolling my eyes). I had a group of friends, 5 of them, making a total of 6 troublesome girls, but we were not bullies, or so I thought.
Trouble started when a new student was transferred to our school, she was very short and talked a lot!!! We decided to pick on her for no good reason at all!! We would laugh when she passed, make snide remarks to her hearing and all, but there was no direct confrontation.
Unknown to us, she was fed up with our attitude and decided to bully her bullies. Confronting us was out of the question because she identified her weaknesses, she stepped up her game...and we kept walking about feeling fly *smh*.
She reported us to the Senior Boarding House Mistress!!!! If you attended any of the Unity schools, mine was FGGC, Calabar, this is usually the most dreaded person, the mention of Mrs Ijeoma would literally make you pee in your pants. Oh yes!! She had the boldness to approach this woman because she was unfairly treated by some "rascals".
Believe you me!! (Mrs Ijeoma's favourite words) as she firmly touches her chest with both hands. We were summoned and I the ringleader was practically shaking, I became the true version of puss in boots, I was shivering in broad daylight. All atom of pride and toughness just divorced me.
She asked us what this girl had done to us, I can't vividly remember what I said, it didn't make sense....but the resounding slap that followed made sense...then the caning made sooo much sense!! ( I dare you to shine your teeth ad lose some!!)
Imagine the shame, kneeling before your victim, crying as you are caned (Bless her heart, she didn't laugh once), and then we had to apologize to her. The bullying died that instant.
Funny enough, we became friends after the incidence, still friends till date, and oh...she still talks a lot, but on TV now.
When I watch foreign movies and see how kids are bullied, I keep telling myself, "this crap cannot happen to me", maka why?? dem no born that person well, but I look back and discover I was talking from a bully's point of view!!
Bullying comes in different forms, co workers passing comments, muttering hurtful things when you walk past, usually under their breath, but loud enough for you to hear, stand up for once!!! When next you walk past your bullies and they mutter, cough loudly, get their attention n mutter "slut" or anything cruel that comes to mind, and walk away smiling. Dont mind my blunt approach, I don't get all holy when it comes to paybacks.
There is always a shock that comes with fighting back, it's most time never expected. Stop drowning in worry and dying in silence, BULLY YOUR BULLIES!!!!
Justvikkytorya
1 comment:
Astonishing...ur wordplay is simply spectacular.dis piece is the truth.keep up tbe beautiful job ur doing.
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