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I was a geeky awkward kid, and was unfit, so yeah, I was bullied. I also got on better with older kids than my own age (I had an older brother and sort of "clicked" with his age group)
I wasn't bullied much. My strategy was to get the bully from the years above to paste the bully in my year. I managed to get on the good side of the screaming nutjob brigade several times - I had/have a twisted imaginative mind and used to do things like tell them how to make a still, or give them the recipe for chlorate/sugar explosives, and they'd mess up my tormentors. Morally I look back on it with some horror, but it only lasted a while (a couple of years between "safe junior school" and "being a big tall clever bloke"), and the people that got hurt frankly deserved it.
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Overhead, the Albatross hangs motionless upon the air,
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The Echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand;
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