Various fights
I always thought that you had to have a decent fight at the start of any school you went to to make people stay away from you.

cue reception @ 5yrs of age:

Walk into the classroom on first day of school and instantly start playing in sand pit right by the door. One of the stupidest and weediest kids i knew from my neighbourhood (our mums were good friends) decided to be his usual arsehole self(i might not have known at that age but it became very apparent years on) and get a big scoop of sand and pour it down my back. Me sees red and starts trying to strangle the kid and hit him the best a 5yr old can. Considering this was the first day of school where we got to meet people and teachers, it was just an acitivity day, and so i was made to sit on the carpeted area all day making necklaces with the teacher. Great

You need to bear in mind that i'm actually that annoying kid who's the teachers pet and loved by all the staff at this point, the kid who never does anything wrong, this stayed with me from reception straight through to ... errr... possibly still there :$
And although i was tiny and weedy and skinny in primary school, i got much bigger at high-school and was better equipped to look after myself, even if it was more fat than muscle at the time...

fast forward 2 years:
Bell goes for end of break, everyone runs to edge of playground to line-up to go in. A kid i didn't particulary like pushed in front of me. I hated this, strangely saw red and went psycho at him. I think i just started screaming and ripping chunks of hair out of his head. I was pulled off by two dinner-ladies and made to stand against the wall until the headmaster had time to see me.

Start of high-school now:
Biggest bully in the entire year, everyone scared of him, he was in my form. He never really had a problem for me until one day i stuck up for some weedy kid i didn't really like cos he was getting bullied by him. Bully not like me anymore and has issues. Being the gobby person i am, i taunted him over and over till it came to the crux. He went to punch my face in (he was built like a brick shithouse and size to match), i moved n missed his punch, tripped him up n pushed him to ground n threw in a few kicks for good measure and told him what for with that gobby mouth of mine. He was my best friend for the rest of the year, till i moved house and school.

year 8:
one of my best friends decided to start having a go at me over a period of 2 weeks or so. He was quite weedy but could build up quite a temper on him. I tended to walk away from fights as i didn't like them much and although i felt i could handle myself if it came to it, i'd just rather not. He was shouting abuse at me and i walked off, he followed. Being the miserable day it was, there were about 200 people packed into this tiny area inside where there were vending machines. He follows me in and starts a fight on me. I let him hit me a couple of times and told him he was just making a scene. Then i grabbed his hand when he next went to hit me and twisted it right round and using same hand i grabbed it with, started to bend his wrist further and further back. He was almost doubled over but still shouting obscenities and trying to hit or kick me. I blocked what he sent my way and kept my calm. Kept asking him if he had finished yet in a repeating monotone voice. He had tears streaming and was still shouting at me. I mean, he was a friend and so i felt sorry for him, but he'd pissed me off n was trying to hurt me. Anyways, end of fight, after having an end number of 300 odd people chanting my name and various things like 'kick him' or 'hit him' the bell goes for end of lunch, i let him go and walk off to a cheer from all those onlookers. I went to class as normal. Friend doesn't show. I get called to the year head. "????? would like to make friends with oyu, please shake his hand and do so". i shook his hand nonchalantly and was let off.


Pathetic stories i know, but you did ask.

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( MadAdamUk was last alive on, Tue 14 Mar 2006, 14:07, Reply)