My family nicknamed me bone-rack as a kid so to say I was bullied would be an under statement!
I also went to 3 different public schools and 4 high schools because my mom kept buying new houses before she realized the issue was not the house but the husband and divorced my step father.
Each year meant new bullies being the new skinny kid. In grade nine I transferred to a hilly billy school out in the sticks when my mom went through a farm house crazy. It was scary. But I owe a lot to that hilly billy school. First day of classes in grade nine a kid behind me started flicking my ear and talking trash to me. He was way bigger than me, asking me questions, teasing me and generally being a bully.
I lost it and told him to stop, he said that he would kick my ass after school and everyone in class was cheering and carrying on. Realizing that no teachers would be around after school I decided I might as well fight then and just slugged him in the face. After wrestling and more punches we ended up in the principals office and friends for life!
I did learn a valuable lesson that day that helped with my next 3 high schools. If I stood up to the bully they usually stopped. All talk and no action, but just in case either learn to punch, take a punch or run like hell, all three preferably!
Too this day I realize that most people are more bark than bite, but I'd never fight anyone now unless I was attacked. I am too pretty for prison. Plus words hurt more than a fist can any day.
Now don't most schools have very strict rules for this stuff? I see the commercials on tv all the time. Here is a local one I see all the time.