My little story

I was 4 and half years old when I was taken to school. Nursery that is. I am very petite so that have the kids chances to bully me. I was afraid of going to school. Afraid of passing my exams. I loved school so much but some of the kids made it hard for me to enjoy. There's this one girl who fought with everyone. She was tall and super rude. Even the teachers knew that but she ensures she doesn't get caught. She was also older than most of us. 

Those days, when you are not friends with the bullies, or rather you and the bullies don't get along, other kids will avoid you at all cost. Bullies are so inhuman. They'll fight you for no reason. You don't wrong them but they'll just have that deep envy and meaningless beef with you. Bullies have so much to do with our self esteem. Growing up need a good environment for every child to master the \"art\" of living in a society. If you are not a child of a strong personality, then life would definitely be hard for you growing up with bullies. They'll make you hate yourself. Hate your capabilities. Hate your circle. Hate your dreams and every instance that came up while you were around them. 

I personally can attest 50% of the things I faced while growing up had something on my self esteem. Lucky, I am apt. I get things really quick and learn very easily. There was this one occasion that changed everything for me. The bullies no longer said anything to me. I was in the field with some of my friends. It was on a Saturday so we weren't in our school uniform. It happened that this bully, I'll call her Xyz, was also on the other side of the field. We played so joyfully, shouted, chanted and sang. Xyz realised these and in no time, the crazy girl was on us. All the girls in my circle didn't like her. That days, she was coming to challenge us. The challenge was to score against her and nothing was attached to it though. So we tried several times and finally, I scored against her. 

It could be, that day, God wanted to change things around. She was shocked. I was again pushed to try again and I scored. From there, everything changed. She started respecting my space. She no longer shouted at me. We were in grade 3 then. Everything was peaceful. Our school was a boarding school. From grade 1. And it was so much fun. I started enjoying school. However, I always wanted to be home. Most of us have that \"disease\". If mama listened to my pleas, I would be somewhere with so many kids and animals to take care of right now. We thank God for our parents. 

So, to you who was once a bully, teach your kids not to bully other kids in future. Practice kindness. The little things that you do on your day to day matter a lot. Learn to appreciate everyone as they are. And you who feel bullied, shed that shit off and go beat them at their own games. You are strong. You are beautiful and too cute to be bullied. Peace✌️