Bullies. From childhood to adulthood. From the playground to the corporate office. Here is a touching story of one woman’s experience and how she allowed it to become compassion and wisdom for her students. Blessings! K
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.
Sticks and stones may indeed break my bones, but words have the power to stay with me forever.
Somebody from my primary school (children aged 4-11 for those of you outside of the UK) must have been in a nostalgic mood recently as they had posted up a selection of class photographs on Facebook, taken about 23 years ago. They appeared on my wall because one of my friends was tagged in there, and they instantly brought back a ton of memories.
Looking at those photographs, I can probably remember about 40% of those names, but there, right in the centre of one of them, was a little boy with tight curly hair, a pasty complexion and thick rimmed glasses. For the purposes of anonymity, I’m going to call him X.
I read through the many…
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