In school, there’s usually this problem student who consistently gives his/her teacher a headache. He/she is the one who is immediately blamed when something goes wrong or if something happens. If someone cries, then the teachers would usually ask him/her what he/she has done. I had such as experience when I was in grade school. I became the boy who was at the receiving end and a teacher’s enemy number one.
When I was in the 4th grade, I was the small guy those bullies pick on every chance they get. I fought back and I was actually no match when it comes to hand to hand fighting because they were really big. I experienced an incident where I had a fight with this big bully (he was actually the biggest one in our batch) at the center of the school basketball court. We were called by the principal and we were scolded. I got the worse end though. I went home with more bruises. I just laid low after and when I was in the 5th grade, I was just a normal student.
But things changed when I was in the 6th grade. I became a part of a group of bullies. I was always knows as someone who’s just friendly, quiet and calm but that experience made me into something new. I started to talk more arrogantly. I started to pick on other students and began talking with girls trying to impress them with my strong attitude.
We occasionally came in late after breaks and we’d really try to sneak in the classroom when classes have already started. I’d disturb other students while they were studying. I interrupt those who are quietly playing games during break periods. I was just plain annoying. And yes, I’ve participated in a lot of fights/brawls on the stairs, in the comfort rooms, the school’s back yard and even outside the school grounds.
Even during our elementary graduation practices. We’d often sneak out to go to the arcade place to play video games. We’d just come back after an hour so that we can be there when the practice ends and then we’ll head home. They didn’t even notice we’re not there (or they probably did but they didn’t tell us). Our class adviser told me that I’ve become a bully and I was actually the most dominant one and I should change back to the one they used to really like.
Well, it’s just how other kids call them and even the teachers acknowledge the title teacher’s enemy number 1. It depends on the school and the society you’re in though. It’s tough either way and it’s not something to be proud of. When I went to high school, I went back to my good old self. I became more timid and actually got better in my studies. I even graduated with honors. It seems that I was easily influenced by the friends I make when I was in school. It’s pretty nice to look back at our old experiences. It seems my memory is on turbo chargers lately.