I have a problem. We’ve started a new Anti-Bullying Program at my Taekwondo School. The big message is, “deal with the bully but don’t get physical! Ever! Tell a teacher, tell a teacher, tell a teacher!”
I’ve been drilling it into the kids in class.
This week Sandor, who is in 4th grade, came home. He has a bully problem named Jose. The boy has pushed him twice as he walked past.
He’s called Sandor names. In return Sandor has said something like ‘You’re just jealous cause I’m so awesome.”
Then Jose started saying, “your mom is so ugly.” (I thought Jose was my friend.)
Sandor talked to his dad about this issue. Alex says, “You’ve got to take care of him. If he says a single word about your mom, take him out. I don’t care about the name calling but if he says anything about your mom or pushes you, take care of it.”
Sandor said, “You won’t be mad if I get in trouble?”
“Nope, just take care of it and then you guys will go back to being friends.”
Sandor is a black belt. He’s been kicking and punching for a long time. He knows what “take care of it” means.
So much for my anti bullying lectures. When it’s your own kid all the rules are left like road-kill on the side of the road.
The thought of any kid bulling my child makes my eyes get all blurry. If I wasn’t sure he couldn’t handle the situation, if the kid was bigger, or scary, if Sandor wasn’t equiped to “handle the situation” I would have called the school in a heart beat.
But I’m trying to raise a strong, independent boy, who handles situations on his own.
Yeah, I’m a total hypocrite.