Things I Don’t Miss

This week’s prompt fromhttps://lssattitudeofgratitude.wordpress.com/author/lssattitudeofgratitude/ is: Things I Don’t Miss

I don’t miss being bullied – When I was a child at junior school, I was picked on because I was the quiet one. I rarely fought back, and would wear my emotions where everyone could see them.

I don’t miss the school dinners – overcooked, cheap liver, vegetables. The potatoes were okay, but then my mum cooked them. Some of the puddings were horrible. Semolina pudding, tapioca pudding (frogspawn). Back then you were made to finish every thing on the plate, even if you didn’t like it.

I don’t miss sports day – I hated running then, and I haven’t changed my thinking about that sort of exercise. I used to get a stitch, even when I was running for the bus.

Truth is, there isn’t much about my school days, at Junior school. I haven’t got any good memories of my time there. One thing I do remember is the first time I fought back. I had an argument and I think I snapped. My first fight. I never understood why you would have respect for hitting someone, but it helped with my own self confidence.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

5 thoughts on “Things I Don’t Miss

  1. Thanks for joining in Diana. I know school was hard for many of us. I am sorry you had to result to a physical altercation. But I can see snapping after repeatedly being tormented.

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    1. Even after the fight I never saw the reason in fighting. It wasn’t even with one of the boys that bullied me. We made up at the end, and I remember standing by the heads office, with the other child opposite, and we were smiling at each other.

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