I pulled him out of public school when he got punched one more time. This time the week he returned from his appendix removal surgery. His teachers did NOTHING and so my son gave up - put his head down and got Fs. I removed him from 2 schools. The other school a kid pushed him so hard he fractured his ankle.  

The second school my son came home after the first week, (the week before being pushed so hard his ankle was fractured), saying "mom my new teacher started screaming at all of us saying our parents don't care about us and we should just give up because we are all stupid and going to be homeless anyway" ARE YOU KIDDING ME..... I had meetings with the principal which did nothing, then went to the to the head of LAUSD- they never responded to my emails.I pulled him out and back to the school across the street until I could find other alternatives.  It got worse, i have a recorded message on my cell phone of my son screaming -  being chased and attached by bullies.  I yanked him out that day

Today he's in a public Charter school.  It took sometime for him to rebuild his confidence and get out of the habit of putting his head down. NOW he is getting straight As. He attendees 2 days a week and homework daily.

My son is different -He has been in the hospital most of his life from what is called an IGg Subclass 1 deficiency - (fancy way of saying he has a punky immune system) over 100+ ear and sinus infections, Viral Meningitis 2x on and on and on.  He's also Very tall for his age 5, 10 and 175 lbs.  Bullies hone in on his sensitive side and totally brutalize him.    

I will do what ever it takes to protect my son and I am here to help any other kids that have been bullied.  You can email me anytime

[email protected]  I know how it feels i too am a victim of abuse.  My son knows where I came from and talks to me about everything.  

 

Parents- speak up - HELP STOP BULLYING....  You make all the difference in the world.  Listen to your child when they come home upset.  It makes all the difference in the world.  

 

My son needs all the help, support, love and anything to help him.  He's home now with a head concussion and fractured wrist from a bicycle accident on Sat night.  That same day other bullies from the neighborhood were chasing he and his friends, throwing rocks at them.  He's very depressed and alone.  

 

Thank you for reading my son's story!

 

Alana and Shae Downey

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All through grade school I was bullied for being Asian.  I was literally the only asian kid in my grade.  This girl even called me names like "flat face" and "flat Stanley" because she said my face was flat and ugly.  She often called me different racial slurs and made fun of me.  The worst part of it all was the fact that I was alone.  Sure I had a few friends, but when she picked on me I was alone.  And if they were there they would just say "go away" and she wouldn't listen.  She would just ask why they were defending such a loser.  It finally got so bad I told my parents and they called the school, but my principal refused to do anything.  She said punishing my bully would lead to nothing, so in the end, my bully was let off the hook with a warning and what not.

this happened for years and no one did anything. In school we literally said a pledge saying not to bully others and to tell teachers and I did. But nothing was done. My parents were getting concerned,but thank God I graduated and moved on with my life. In high school it was a whole different story. Everyone was so nice. We’re all a big family and I can feel the love. Sure I may be different, but now I’ve learned it’s ok. So I’m Korean, so what? I’m different and that’s completely fine. So everyone who is a victim, stay strong. You may be different, but embrace it. forget the bullies. Honestly, they’re probably just jealous because you’re so amazing. Always remember, you’re amazing and perfect just the way you are. Don’t let anyone say otherwise.

All through grade school I was bullied for being Asian.  I was literally the only asian kid in my grade.  This girl even called me names like "flat face" and "flat Stanley" because she said my face was flat and ugly.  She often called me different racial slurs and made fun of me.  The worst part of it all was the fact that I was alone.  Sure I had a few friends, but when she picked on me I was alone.  And if they were there they would just say "go away" and she wouldn't listen.  She would just ask why they were defending such a loser.  It finally got so bad I told my parents and they called the school, but my principal refused to do anything.  She said punishing my bully would lead to nothing, so in the end, my bully was let off the hook with a warning and what not.

 

In grade school I was one of maybe 2 or 3 asian kids in a whole school of caucasians.  I was picked on mercilessly by this one big girl and her friends who often referred to my racial features and made derogatory Chinese references (which made me upset because I was Japanese :).   I wasn't the kind of kid to talk about these things with my parents.  In fact, my father was a psychological bully to me at home in many ways; often telling me I looked funny or that I wouldn't be successful, etc.  My mother, while supportive, was raised in Japan to bury emotions.  So I never mentioned this bully to either parent.  Maybe I even thought at the time that saying cruel things to others was just normal behavior.

This went on for a few years.  Fortunately, I did have a couple of decent friends, and we'd go play off to the far side of the school field.  Finally, one day when I was in sixth grade, the bully and her friends approached us for more 'fun', but for some reason, that day, I didn't want to take it any more.  I don't remember that day clearly any more, but I do remember standing up to her, finally (maybe it was cause my friends had my back) and telling her off.  I do remember this surprised look on her face, like she had awakened the sleeping tiger.   I think I'd just had to grow up a little more to realize that her behavior wasn't normal and I didn't need to put up with it.  

Eventually, much much later, I faced my bullying father as well.  We still do not have a great relationship but he has since somewhat apologized for how he treated me.

Hi everyone me name is Melesha and I am a parent and I am an advocate for Anti Bullying. It's not okay for another person to bring havoc and torture on another. I have two teen daughters in high school and just today my oldest daughter, a senior tells me the same girl from months ago, decided to start back up bullying, only this time she hit my child. My daughter did hit back, but it got real ugly with her calling my daughter a B****! and they were taken to the office. The school principal found out it was initiated by the other girl, who is a known bully. I teach my child to never keep hush about a situation as this because then they win. I am going to work hard to help[ put a stop and bring awareness to Bullying. It has to be stopped, and we have to stand up against bullies and even the people who pushes it up should be held accountable. It shouldn't take something bad to happen before we see that there is, or was a problem. I am sending big hugs out to all that are enduring or have endured some type of bullying. We are standing with you in love and togetherness.                                                          

My son is a wonderful, kind hearted young man, his smile will brighten any day!! He has always loved school and last year that changed and I ask everyday how was his day and it was good or ok, then I would just get shrugged shoulders. I asked his younger brother and he didn't say anything. So I would call the school and they said they didn't notice anything. Well the day came where he cried and refused to leave the house, I asked him what was wrong and he cried and cried and told me not to make him ride the mean bus anymore! So I called my job and I stayed with him all day, that night he smiled and said mom, thank you for staying with me! Now my son has ADHD, and aspbergers, and some other things that are still being worked out, but I couldn't understand why we had such a drastic change. I had talked with all my kids and told them that their hands and feet belong to themselves and that there was never to be name calling or mean things outta there mouths. Well a couple weeks went by and they didn't get better. Well my son came home and I saw writing on his legs, I asked how that happened, he said he did it. It was to perfect for him to write it, and he couldn't have wrote it right side up, while standing up. Well i had friends ask and he wouldn't say, finally I sat down with him and said no matter what happend or who ever did it, he wasn't going to be in trouble and I promised it would stop and never happen again. Well he told me everything from kids on the bus beating him up, to kids telling his younger brother to beat him up and tease and mock him to kids at school sitting on him and writing on his legs and I asked what the bus driver or teachers did, he said they were busy and didn't see it. So the next day I called my work and told them I had a family situation and wasn't going to be able to come in. I took both my boys to school, we sat and visited with the principle, teachers and the bus driver and owner of the bus company. It was a long talk, and then I went to every class room and talked with every teacher and made sure that they watch every kid and make sure they watch for changes. The rest of the year was so much better, he improved on all subjects and loves going to school. I make sure now that they watch for other kids and make sure they tell a teacher if they see something! This year my oldest son got a note from another kids parent thanking him for helping there child not be afriad to tell the teacher if there being bullied!!! We as parents need to make sure our kids and teachers are all on the same page and not to be afraid to speak up if something isn't right! !!

I have always been on of those people who don't fit in or doesn't know how to have the right style. But when it all started was when i was 6, i was diagnosed with a disease that causes me to gain weight. Its hard to control, but people never ask, they just judge they don't think of that persons feeling, they just smacked you don't and hurt you with out consideration. So my bullying start when this boy came up to me and called me a fat pig and that i shouldn't  be alive because i was fat and people like you should burn in hell. But that was just the beginning, in 5th grade this guy came up to me and said that your ugly and no one will ever love me, and maybe you should shave your legs too. i was 10 so i didn't know what to do so i went home and shaved my legs. my mom asked me what took me so long in the shower, i said nothing just showering. then she keep asking me what i was doing or what i was doing that was so secretive, then i spilled she wasn't mad because i told her the truth, i got that situated and that was fine. But 2 years came and gone then my father passed away and that caused me to be depressed and it caused people to pick on me because i was quiet and keep to myself and that's how i got my name out cast. I was different and people didn't like people who were different they wanted people to be the same like them but i didn't. but now that phase is over and i'm steady and have friends. but my freshman year of high school ( 2 years ago ) i was sexually harassed and people saw what this guy was doing to me but they never helped because i was an easy target, a loser and they didn't help because of who i was. But then i got help and now i have supportive friends and family that help me for when i need help. I want to help kids who are going through times like i did i want them to know they aren't alone, i want them to know that we are a team and we are there to stand by them and become a bigger person. and its okay to seek help when its needed.

I can remember being bullied at home, unfortunately, as a child.  Sibling rivalries aside, of course.  I won't go into a lot detail, but this bullying began happening outside of my home from other people as well, leaving me with a sense of despair.  I didn't feel that I had any safe place to go in order to get away.  Bullying has followed me all the way to adulthood, albeit much less frequent.  My advice would be to try telling someone about what's happening to you.  Keep trying until someone listens.  You don't deserve to be mistreated for being who you are for any reason.  However, hold on to your good nature.  Things do get better with time.

My bullying started when I was the new kid, and I had just gotten into foster care too. It was the first day of school, and I immediately became their target. I was all way's the weird kid in the class. I only made two or three friends that year. The same kids would all ways bully me, they never seemed to give it a rest. I was bullied at school and on the bus to and from school. I only was happy when i was at home. I was bullied from forth grade all the way to my senior year in high school, but after my sophomore year I just ignored it and didn't let it get to me and they eventually left me alone.

My advice to other kids getting bullied out there, stand up to them and talk to them.They could only be doing what they are doing do to what is going on at home. Never see taking your life as a choice, get help if need it. Talk to a friend, teacher, your parents or any caring adult that will listen to you. Don't let bullying get in the way of your dreams.