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As a kid, I was pretty scrawny and very much a swot, but also lightning fast. I got out of plenty of fights by simply sprinting away - like shit off a stick as we used to put it. But, when in a confined space, such as a classroom, the bullies would close in. Now, I might have been little, but I was tough. I was subjected to some of the most severe physical torments of my life within those confines yet I never once let out a yelp of pain - I knew that's what they wanted, clever me. Over the years, their attempts became more and more cruel, to the extent of having my head repeatedly bashed on a desk in front of the whole class. But still I never cried out and always looked impassively at my torturer. Strangely, the bullying died down pretty soon after that. Apparently, I'd earned some sort of grudging respect from the bigger lads for being able to take a fuck of a lot of punishment and keep on grinning (like Rocky or something - yeah, right). Yay me?
( mrlogic is copying your beard, Tue 14 Mar 2006, 12:20, Reply)