Yesterday, while waiting for me to pick him up at the front of the school an older boy grabbed his backpack and walked off with it. When my son was alerted to this by a friend, he chased the kid down to get it back. As he approached the kid the kid swung the backpack, hitting him in the face multiple times. My son began twisting the backpack, until he got it back. But the harassment didn’t end there, because the kid then grabbed some rocks and began throwing them at my son. How do I know this? Because I saw it all on video thanks to a surveillance camera filming over the location.
Thankfully we were able to have the principal pull up the video in his office and they were able to identify the bully, who later faced the consequences.
I was so proud of my son on how he handled the situation, he tried to defend himself, but avoided hitting back. On the other side, I was so angry to see him being messed with on camera, my mama bear claws were coming out!
The downside to all of this was the anxiety that occurred the next morning in his first period, after the official meeting with school staff to identify the student. My son’s hearing started to change, for about an hour all sounds became very amplified and the voices of those around him became threatening. He could tell that what he was experiencing wasn’t real, but it was frightening none the less.
As my son told me tonight, I wish there were some things about middle school that I could make disappear.
So do I son, so do I...