Last year, a boy on my bus was a little larger than average, and some of the older boys began to chuck bits of paper and broken erasers at the back of his head, insulting him and making crude jokes about his mother. By the color of his ears and neck and the look in his eyes, you could see he was humiliated, angry and frightened. What did these people have against him? Why wasn’t the bus driver intervening?
I remained silent, willing someone else to speak up in his defense. I certainly didn’t want to; the ringleaders of the taunting were cruel and insensitive, and I didn’t want to become a target of their pernicious remarks by speaking up to defend a boy I didn’t even know. A mix of emotions surged up inside me: shame toward myself for doing nothing, anger toward the bullies and sadness at the capacity of spite and malice I perceived in the bullies.
I wish I could go back and change the passiveness of the bus driver, the silence of other riders and my own taciturnity. Everyone has a right to happiness, and when others attempt to deprive them of that right, someone should step in and raise their voice.
- Alison Tsai, freshman, Johnson High School
Credit: http://www.mysanantonio.com/life/article/Teen-Team-Teens-talk-about-bullying-911406.php