I was about 6 years old when I first had any activity. While at primary school there was a gang of 5 or 6 girls, a year or two older than me, who would corner me in the school playground and would pinch and kick me unless I took down my shorts and pants. I do not know why they picked on me in particular but they did, regularly, although if I could find a teacher to stand near they didn't dare. Once I was dragged into the girls toilets and had to remove my clothes and I was kept naked there for the whole lunchtime.
At the time I used to hate this bullying and sometimes cried (they liked that) but now I look back on this with pleasure. Of all the events of my youth this is one thing I remember most.
I think the teachers realised something was wrong and I was moved to another school.
At the time I used to hate this bullying and sometimes cried (they liked that) but now I look back on this with pleasure. Of all the events of my youth this is one thing I remember most.
I think the teachers realised something was wrong and I was moved to another school.