How to bring a bully down. There was two such boys at my school, always fighting and bullying. At school our team sport was Rugby football, it can be a brutal sport, but I took to it and when I got the chance I tackled one of those bullies on the field. The groan he let out as we crashed to the ground was most satisfying, but not as satisfying as his comeuppance a day or two later.Well, this brought back a chuckle.
In 1st grade, there was a bully in class. He was bigger than all the kids & picked on everyone - verbally and physically. His name was "Jimmy."
After several weeks of being shoved & taunted, I told the kids in my class that I was going to get him.
I also hated the teacher; she was big & mean.
One day, she passed out clay to all of us & told us to "make something." I rolled a chunk of clay into a round ball. While she was writing on the blackboard, I stood up & threw it at her as hard as I could. It hit her on the largest part of her - her butt. And from the noise it made, it must have hurt.
She whipped around & yelled, "Who threw that?"
I said, "Jimmy did it...I saw him." (Jimmy couldn't see that I did it because he sat a few rows in front of me).
She stomped over to Jimmy, grabbed him by the arm, yanked him out of his chair & dragged him to the office while he was crying & saying "I didn't do it."
Oh, what a wonderful feeling...........like a double-scoop ice cream cone - 2 for 1.