People Do Care
According to the website Make Beats, Not Beat Downs, 90% of 4th through 8th graders are victims of bullying. I have seen bullying at my school, my aftercare, and I know it happens on the computer, and through text messages. Personally, I think bullying is awful and should be stopped. Standing up to bullies is one easy way make sure victims of bullying and the defender are happy.
One day I stood up for a friend. This happened on the day of the bus evacuation drill. That’s when we practice getting off the bus so we are safe and know exactly what to do in case we get hit or the bus has a fire. We were sitting next to a kid and my friend was doing his own thing. Then the kid was asking over and over to stop doing what he was doing. My friend said that he wasn’t bothering that kid so he didn’t stop. Then we got off and back on the bus again. I heard the kid say something mean about my friend so I went up to him and told him that what he said was mean and not fair. I couldn’t believe it but someone else said that no one cares about our opinion. I told that person “people do care about our opinions.” Then I told a teacher.
The reason why I did this is pretty simple. It’s the right thing to do. If I didn’t then my friend was going to go on feeling bad. My mom told me that every person has their own white board and every time someone makes fun of them, it’s like taking a black marker and drawing a big black mark. Too much bullying means that kid will have a big, ugly scribbley whiteboard. Every time you say something nice it’s like erasing a black mark and drawing a good colorful mark.
Whenever I do something like this I feel proud of myself. I’m proud because I did what I am supposed to do, what everyone is supposed to do. When I get up and do it, it’s not really that hard. I just think that this guys in pain even if it doesn’t look like it and I want to help him feel better.
I think that my friend feels bad most of the time. He is always holding his head down. Whenever someone says something mean he says “shut up” and tries to say something mean back, but that never gets anywhere because people think he’s a wimp. He’s bullied and yelled at so much that he has resorted to calling other people names because he is so fed up with his day. But that doesn’t work because he just ends up feeling small because he just gets picked on more. I try to tell him that he shouldn’t do that but most of the time he doesn’t listen. No one ever sees the goodness in him. Like he’s just a good soul. When he wants to prove a point, he can prove that point. For example, a couple of years ago he thought one thing and I thought something else and this year he figured it out and told me. Also, he cares about other people but doesn’t ever know what to do to help them. He hates when his other friends get picked on. He will also help a friend when they need it.
When I stand up for him I think he feels a little sad and happy at the same time. I think maybe he feels sad that he can’t stand up for himself or a little upset that someone has to standup for him anyway. Maybe he also feels happy that someone is there for him. I also know that he is also mad. When people say things to him I’ve heard him say, “That guy is such a jerk,” trying to get his anger out.
Standing up for kids that are bullied is awesome. It’s a win-win because the kid that is bullied feels good in the end and so do you. Like the Lyrics in the song We are the World say, “We can’t go on pretending day by day that someone somewhere will soon make a change.” Each of us must do something to fight back.
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