Originally posted by funkydan
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Part way through this torture, I got a clump around my ear and I turned around to tell someone to f... off and I saw our deputy headmaster ready to whack me again! Dragged off by the sideburn (hurts more than using the ear, I can tell you!), I looked back at the kid we were winding up and saw tears welling up in his eyes, and then it dawned on me, that we weren't just having a bit of fun, I was bullying him and I felt like a complete ****.... Never had I felt such disappointment and disgust with myself (especially as I had more than my share of bullying by older, bigger lads).
I got a complete bollocking, detention, etc. and a letter written to my Dad (who went ****ing mental, as he hates bullies) and I had to keep a low profile at school for the next two years, as one more infraction of any kind or I was out. They were going to suspend me for two weeks but for my Dad promising 'you leave him to me...'. It was about 2 weeks of silent malevolence (interspersed with snarling threats of a thrashing) at home, too (and he was way more terrifying than any teacher).
So, yeah, not my proudest moment.
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