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	<title>Poems to Teach about Bullying &#187; Harold Jarche</title>
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		<title>My Walk to School</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 23:43:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Harold Jarche</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Fear]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Fist punch.
Foot crunch.
Hand hit.
Mouth spit.
Eye swells.
Can&#8217;t see.
Please,
Please,
Let me be.
Rips my homework.
Steals my money.
Grabs my lunch.
Thinks it&#8217;s funny.
I won&#8217;t tell, I swear I won&#8217;t.
Please don&#8217;t do that. I said “Don&#8217;t!”
Sticks and stones may break my bones &#8230;
Sissy
Prissy
Four-eyes
Geek
Fatso
Schizo
Nerdy
Freak
&#8230; but names can really hurt.
Through the doors.
Up the stairs.
Face is bloody.
No one cares.
In the washroom.
Clean up the mess.
I&#8217;ll be [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bullypoems.wordpress.com&blog=3130032&post=10&subd=bullypoems&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>Fist punch.<br />
Foot crunch.<br />
Hand hit.<br />
Mouth spit.<br />
Eye swells.<br />
Can&#8217;t see.<br />
Please,<br />
Please,<br />
Let me be.</p>
<p>Rips my homework.<br />
Steals my money.<br />
Grabs my lunch.<br />
Thinks it&#8217;s funny.</p>
<p><em>I won&#8217;t tell, I swear I won&#8217;t.<br />
Please don&#8217;t do that. I said “Don&#8217;t!”</em></p>
<p>Sticks and stones may break my bones &#8230;<br />
Sissy<br />
Prissy<br />
Four-eyes<br />
Geek<br />
Fatso<br />
Schizo<br />
Nerdy<br />
Freak<br />
&#8230; but names can really hurt.</p>
<p>Through the doors.<br />
Up the stairs.<br />
Face is bloody.<br />
No one cares.</p>
<p>In the washroom.<br />
Clean up the mess.<br />
I&#8217;ll be safe<br />
Until &#8230; recess.</p>
<p><em>by Andrea Wilson </em></p>
<p><strong>Topics for discussion:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>Is the bully in the poem a boy or a girl? Which type of bullying do boys engage in more frequently? And girls?</li>
<li>Everyone is familiar with the chant “Sticks and stones”. Do you agree that names can never hurt? What damage can name-calling do?</li>
<li>Bullies take advantage of an imbalance of power between themselves and the victim. Discuss why a bully hits someone and what effect it has on him/her.</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Classroom Activities:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>Brainstorm situations where an imbalance of power can lead to abuse. Put on skits to demonstrate those situations.<br />
Try using onomatopoeia to describe a scenario involving physical bullying.</li>
<li>Pretend you come upon the child in the washroom at the end of the poem. What advice and/or assistance could you offer?</li>
<li>Draw an abstract picture which depicts fear.</li>
</ul>
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		<title>Telling</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 23:40:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Harold Jarche</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Monday his homework was torn into shreds.
Tuesday it took him an hour to come home.
And he said:
I found another route.
Wednesday his jacket was ripped and maimed.
Thursday he needed a very big snack.
And he claimed:
I lost my lunch money.
Friday he limped and had blood on his knee.
Saturday he wouldn&#8217;t answer the phone.
He told me:
I want to [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bullypoems.wordpress.com&blog=3130032&post=9&subd=bullypoems&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>Monday his homework was torn into shreds.<br />
Tuesday it took him an hour to come home.<br />
And he said:<br />
I found another route.</p>
<p>Wednesday his jacket was ripped and maimed.<br />
Thursday he needed a very big snack.<br />
And he claimed:<br />
I lost my lunch money.</p>
<p>Friday he limped and had blood on his knee.<br />
Saturday he wouldn&#8217;t answer the phone.<br />
He told me:<br />
I want to be alone.</p>
<p>Sunday he&#8217;s lying awake in his bed.<br />
Monday&#8217;s tomorrow.  I won&#8217;t go, he says,<br />
Full of dread:<br />
I won&#8217;t go back to school.</p>
<p>Day after day, many things were amiss.<br />
He needs to tell me or I cannot help.<br />
I ask this:<br />
Please, can I help you, son?</p>
<p><em>by Andrea Wilson </em></p>
<p><strong>Topics For Discussion:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>Often bullying incidents are surrounded by a shroud of secrecy. Why is this?</li>
<li>The parent in the poem has recognized signs that his/her child is being bullied. What other clues might indicate this?</li>
<li>The parent wants to help. Should the child confide in his parents?</li>
<li>Sometimes another person who is aware of the situation needs to tell an adult, but children learn from a young age that being a “tattle-tale” is being a traitor.</li>
<li>What is the difference between tattling and telling? When is it the right thing to do? (Tattling gets the person in trouble. Telling gets the person out of trouble)</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Classroom activities:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li> Divide the blackboard into two columns. Brainstorm two corresponding lists: What the parent could do to help the child. What would make the situation worse?</li>
<li>Imagine a short scenario which ends with someone telling an adult about what has transpired. The class takes a vote on whether this is tattling or telling. This can be done verbally or on paper.</li>
</ul>
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		<title>My Mom and Me</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 23:37:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Harold Jarche</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It used to be I&#8217;d hop out of bed,
So eager to start my day.
But times have changed. I ask my mom,
“Can I stay home from school today?”
I find a lot of grounds,
To justify my stance.
I plead, I beg, I frown,
I do a little dance.
“My ears, they ache. My tummy&#8217;s sore.”
I blow my nose and cough [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bullypoems.wordpress.com&blog=3130032&post=8&subd=bullypoems&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>It used to be I&#8217;d hop out of bed,<br />
So eager to start my day.<br />
But times have changed. I ask my mom,<br />
“Can I stay home from school today?”</p>
<p>I find a lot of grounds,<br />
To justify my stance.<br />
I plead, I beg, I frown,<br />
I do a little dance.</p>
<p>“My ears, they ache. My tummy&#8217;s sore.”<br />
I blow my nose and cough some more.<br />
“What are these spots upon my chest?”<br />
I wheeze. I sneeze. I do my best.</p>
<p>My Mom sits down beside my bed.<br />
“You are not sick.” I turn bright red.<br />
I know she hates it when I lie.<br />
She&#8217;d understand if she knew why.</p>
<p>So should I tell her of my woes?<br />
And will it change things if she knows?<br />
I fear she&#8217;ll only make things worse.<br />
If I don&#8217;t tell her, I think I&#8217;ll burst.</p>
<p>And so I tell her of the clique.<br />
The girls who say that I&#8217;m a “geek”.<br />
I tell of giggles,<br />
The whispers,<br />
The rumors.<br />
I talk of their spite,<br />
They cruel sense of humor.</p>
<p>And &#8230;</p>
<p>It feels so good to vent.<br />
Although it&#8217;s so private.<br />
I talk and talk.<br />
My Mom&#8217;s very quiet.</p>
<p>She says to me gently,<br />
“I&#8217;m terribly sorry.”<br />
We hug and we cry.<br />
We go over my story.</p>
<p>Together we look at the things we can do.<br />
I&#8217;m no longer alone; we have a plan too.<br />
I think I can face being teased and harassed.<br />
With Mom on my side, my power is vast</p>
<p><em>by Andrea Wilson </em></p>
<p><strong>Topics for Discussion:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>The narrator doesn&#8217;t want to go to school because she will encounter the clique. What other effects could the experience of being bullied have on a person?</li>
<li>Why is it so important to tell a trusted adult about being bullied?</li>
<li>What is social or relational bullying? How does a clique ostracize a child?</li>
<li>What are some helpful thing adults can do. How can they “make things worse”?</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Classroom Activities:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>In small groups, come up with a “plan” to help the narrator.</li>
<li>Turn the poem into a song.</li>
<li>Continue the poem by repeating “It used to be &#8230;” and “But times have changed &#8230;” as they are used in the first stanza. This time use them to demonstrate what she has learned.
<ul>
<li>For example:<br />
It used to be I&#8217;d shake with fear,<br />
Whenever they&#8217;d come my way.<br />
But times have changed; when they come near,<br />
I simply walk away.</li>
</ul>
</li>
</ul>
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		<title>My Gang</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 23:34:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Harold Jarche</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Join my gang and you will see,
We&#8217;ll have such fun, I guarantee.
See that nerd, the one who&#8217;s shy?
I bet that we can make him cry.
He deserves it.
I don&#8217;t care.
The kid&#8217;s a jerk.
He&#8217;s not all there.
Over there is Marylou.
I tell you what we&#8217;re gonna do.
Start a rumor, let it spread.
I bet her face will turn beet [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bullypoems.wordpress.com&blog=3130032&post=7&subd=bullypoems&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>Join my gang and you will see,<br />
We&#8217;ll have such fun, I guarantee.<br />
See that nerd, the one who&#8217;s shy?<br />
I bet that we can make him cry.</p>
<p>He deserves it.<br />
I don&#8217;t care.<br />
The kid&#8217;s a jerk.<br />
He&#8217;s not all there.</p>
<p>Over there is Marylou.<br />
I tell you what we&#8217;re gonna do.<br />
Start a rumor, let it spread.<br />
I bet her face will turn beet red.</p>
<p>She&#8217;s upset?<br />
That&#8217;s just too bad.<br />
The girl&#8217;s a wimp,<br />
So don&#8217;t get sad.</p>
<p>And now let&#8217;s have some fun with Kit.<br />
I&#8217;ll whisper “Kit”, then laugh at it.<br />
She, who thinks she&#8217;s one of us,<br />
She&#8217;ll look all hurt and make a fuss.</p>
<p>My, oh my!<br />
The girl is nuts.<br />
She peed her pants<br />
And puked her guts!</p>
<p>Me, mean?</p>
<p>I am stronger than the rest.<br />
Smarter, braver. I&#8217;m the best.<br />
I don&#8217;t owe them. They owe me.<br />
They had it coming, don&#8217;t you see?</p>
<p>Join my gang,<br />
And you will be,<br />
Protected, safe.<br />
&#8216;Cause you&#8217;re with me.</p>
<p><em>by Andrea Wilson </em></p>
<p><strong>Topics for discussion:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li> The bully is exerting pressure to have the reader join his/her clique. What advantages are there in joining a clique?</li>
<li>Disadvantages? Would you join? What would happen if you decline?</li>
<li>It is often hard to resist peer pressure. How do you judge when to “go along” with the gang and when not to?</li>
<li>How do bullies feel about themselves? What arguments does the bully in the poem use to justify his behavior?</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Classroom Activities:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>Read the poem like a chant, adding a background drumbeat.</li>
<li>Pretend you are the bully&#8217;s psychologist and that you have discovered what circumstances contributed to making the bully behave so unkindly. Write down your “professional” opinion. How can you help him/her?</li>
<li>In small groups, practice answering the bully. Come to a consensus on the best response.</li>
</ul>
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		<title>I Know Who I Am</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 23:32:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Harold Jarche</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Coping Mechanisms]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today they called me stupid
They said I had no brain.
They sneered at me.
They jeered at me.
And stared with such disdain.But&#8230;
I lie in bed tonight.
As happy as a clam.
Because you see,
Or do you see?
I know just who I am.
Tonight I am a dragon-slayer,
The greatest anywhere.
I hunt the beast.
I find the beast,
Asleep within its lair.
I charge it [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bullypoems.wordpress.com&blog=3130032&post=6&subd=bullypoems&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>Today they called me stupid<br />
They said I had no brain.<br />
They sneered at me.<br />
They jeered at me.<br />
And stared with such disdain.But&#8230;</p>
<p>I lie in bed tonight.<br />
As happy as a clam.<br />
Because you see,<br />
Or do you see?<br />
I know just who I am.</p>
<p>Tonight I am a dragon-slayer,<br />
The greatest anywhere.<br />
I hunt the beast.<br />
I find the beast,<br />
Asleep within its lair.</p>
<p>I charge it on my stallion.<br />
I stab it with my dagger.<br />
It turns on me.<br />
It leaps at me,<br />
And then it starts to stagger.</p>
<p>I seize it by the tail.<br />
And whirl it round and round.<br />
It roars out load,<br />
It shrieks out load,<br />
It crashes to the ground.</p>
<p>Today they grabbed my lunch.<br />
They tore at my nice new shirt.<br />
They laughed at me.<br />
They spat at me.<br />
And made me eat some dirt.</p>
<p>But &#8230;</p>
<p>Tonight I am a hockey star.<br />
Whom no one can defeat<br />
I stop the puck<br />
I hit the puck<br />
The crowd is on its feet.</p>
<p>The goalie tries to block it.<br />
His efforts are in vain.<br />
I score a goal,<br />
The winning goal.<br />
I&#8217;m Number One again!</p>
<p>Today they wanted money,<br />
Or swore they&#8217;d hurt my brother.<br />
I gave them it.<br />
Yes, all of it.<br />
And still they hurt my brother.</p>
<p>But &#8230;</p>
<p>Tonight I am a mountain climber,<br />
Just starting my ascent.<br />
I&#8217;m climbing high,<br />
So very high.<br />
I swear I won&#8217;t relent.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve almost reached the summit.<br />
And triumph tastes so sweet.<br />
I gage the cliff,<br />
I scale the cliff.<br />
The world is at my feet.</p>
<p>Tomorrow is another day.<br />
I&#8217;ll have to face their schemes,<br />
Their pranks, their tricks,<br />
Their slaps and kicks</p>
<p>For now &#8230;</p>
<p>I have my dreams.</p>
<p><em>by Andrea Wilson </em></p>
<p><strong>Topics for Discussion:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li> What coping mechanism does the narrator use? How does it help? Does it solve the situation?</li>
<li> We all do unkind things from time to time, but we are not all bullies. What distinguishes a bullying incident from an isolated act of unkindness? (1- There is intent to do harm. 2- The act is repeated or threatened to be repeated. 3- An imbalance of power exists between the instigator and the victim.) Do the events in this poem qualify as bullying?</li>
<li> Why do you think the child&#8217;s fantasies cast him as brave, popular and powerful?</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Classroom Activities:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><strong></strong>When speaking in front of a crowd it is often recommended that one imagine the audience is sitting in their underwear. The strategy is that this will help you perceive the audience as less intimidating and give you courage. Collaborate in making a list of things students do to make themselves feel better in a difficult situation. Can some of these techniques be applied to bullying situations?</li>
<li>Coping mechanisms can help a situation but sometimes more action is required. As a group, elaborate a plan of action to deal with the bullies in this poem.</li>
<li>What could be done to make the victim feel more empowered? Illustrate this in a picture with captions.</li>
</ul>
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		<title>Fabulous Patricia</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 23:26:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Harold Jarche</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Friendship]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Intervening]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[My friend Patricia&#8217;s a fabulous girl.
Her hair is gold with a bit of a curl.
She smiles like an angel and sings like a bird.
The likes of Patricia have never been heard.
She has such a talent for singing a song.
Her voice is so clear, and so sweet, and so strong.
There isn&#8217;t a doubt; she is terribly [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bullypoems.wordpress.com&blog=3130032&post=5&subd=bullypoems&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>My friend Patricia&#8217;s a fabulous girl.<br />
Her hair is gold with a bit of a curl.<br />
She smiles like an angel and sings like a bird.<br />
The likes of Patricia have never been heard.</p>
<p>She has such a talent for singing a song.<br />
Her voice is so clear, and so sweet, and so strong.<br />
There isn&#8217;t a doubt; she is terribly gifted.<br />
When listening to her I feel so uplifted.</p>
<p>That&#8217;s why it&#8217;s so sad,<br />
The things that they say.<br />
Those kids on the playground,<br />
I heard them today.</p>
<p>Because they are jealous of what they have heard,<br />
They tease her,<br />
They taunt her,<br />
They call her a nerd.</p>
<p>Patricia&#8217;s gold curls have started to wilt<br />
Her lyrical voice is losing its lilt.<br />
That radiant smile is gone from her face.<br />
Of the old Patricia, there isn&#8217;t a trace.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s a terrible loss and it must not be.<br />
Someone must fix this,<br />
I guess it is me.</p>
<p>The next time those kids,<br />
Are being unkind<br />
I&#8217;ll say to them “Stop!”<br />
And perhaps they may find &#8230;</p>
<p>The fact that she&#8217;s pretty,<br />
The fact she can sing,<br />
Is not for one moment.<br />
A terrible thing.</p>
<p>I can speak French.<br />
He can run laps.<br />
You can score goals.<br />
And maybe, perhaps &#8230;</p>
<p>I&#8217;ll be your fan.<br />
You can be mine.<br />
So, sing on, Patricia,<br />
And let yourself shine.</p>
<p><em>by Andrea Wilson </em></p>
<p><strong>Discussion Topics:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>What 	is jealousy and is it healthy?</li>
<li>How 	would you define self-esteem? What effects can bullying have on a 	victim&#8217;s self-esteem?</li>
<li>How 	can onlookers positively and negatively affect a bullying incident? 	What is a social conscience?</li>
<li>Describe 	what is meant by loyalty. What is the value of a good friend?<br />
When 	and how should you intervene in a bullying incident?</li>
</ul>
<p><strong> Classroom Activities:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>Try 	to recall an occasion when you felt jealous. Write a short account 	of how you felt and what you may have done or thought of doing.</li>
<li>List 	ten qualities which a good friend displays. How might you go about 	applying these qualities in a relationship?Pick 	names out of a hat and tell that person one thing they do well or 	that you like about them.</li>
<li>In 	small groups, put on a play about a clique ganging up on someone. 	Pretend that a few onlookers decided to intervene. What do they do 	and say?</li>
</ul>
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		<title>Can&#8217;t you take a joke, kid?</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 23:09:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Harold Jarche</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Joking versus Teasing]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Look, I was only teasing.
C&#8217;mon, it&#8217;s all in fun.
You got no sense of humor?
Aren&#8217;t we the touchy one!
But I don&#8217;t find it funny.
I guess I missed the joke.
Thought if I say that outright,
They&#8217;ll laugh until they croak.
Hey! Can&#8217;t you take a joke, kid?
Are jokes supposed to hurt?
I fail to see the humor.
You called me “stupid [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bullypoems.wordpress.com&blog=3130032&post=4&subd=bullypoems&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>Look, I was only teasing.<br />
C&#8217;mon, it&#8217;s all in fun.<br />
You got no sense of humor?<br />
Aren&#8217;t <strong>we</strong><span> the touchy one!</span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;"><em>But I don&#8217;t find it funny.<br />
I guess I missed the joke.<br />
Thought if I say that outright,<br />
They&#8217;ll laugh until they croak.</em></p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;">Hey! Can&#8217;t you take a joke, kid?<br />
<em>Are jokes supposed to hurt?<br />
I fail to see the humor.<br />
You called me “stupid jerk”!</em></p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;">My! Your skin is awfully thin.<br />
Stop getting so perturbed.<br />
<em>Hello! We all have feelings!<br />
I guess you haven&#8217;t heard.</em></p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;font-style:normal;">What side did you get out of bed?<br />
<em>Why can&#8217;t you let me be?<br />
</em>Because you&#8217;re really fun to bug.<br />
It&#8217;s awesome, can&#8217;t you see?</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;"><em>Could be you find it funny.<br />
Perhaps you cannot learn.<br />
But history has a nasty way,<br />
Of making it <strong>your </strong>turn.</em></p>
<p><em>by Andrea Wilson</em><br />
<strong><br />
Topics for discussion:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li> The last stanza is reminiscent of the expressions: “What goes 	around, come around.” and “You reap what you sow.” Discuss 	what this means.</li>
<li> Joking is a healthy way of having fun amongst friends. Taunting is 	verbal bullying. What differentiates one from the other? (Joking: 	does not intend to hurt anyone, makes both parties laugh, involves 	the participation of both parties, does not demean anyone, and stops 	when one person becomes upset. Taunting: aims to hurt someone, is 	not funny to the target, is purely one-sided, is cruel and 	humiliating, and escalated if the target becomes upset.)</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Classroom Activities:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li> Draw two comic-strips. One demonstrates two friends joking in a 	friendly fashion. The other depicts a bully taunting someone.</li>
<li> Write a list of things you don&#8217;t like to be teased about. How would 	it make you feel if someone did tease you about one of those things? 	What might you say or do to make them stop?</li>
<li> In teams of two, act out the poem. One of you says the text in 	regular font and the other says the part in italics.</li>
</ul>
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		<title>A Friend</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 23:04:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Harold Jarche</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Fear]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Never underestimate the value of a friend.
Someone who is loyal, on whom you can depend.
You might not always play with them. They play with others too.
But when the chips are really down, they&#8217;re always there for you.
I once had such a friend. She was a most amazing person.
Her hair was red and wavy and her [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bullypoems.wordpress.com&blog=3130032&post=3&subd=bullypoems&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>Never underestimate the value of a friend.<br />
Someone who is loyal, on whom you can depend.<br />
You might not always play with them. They play with others too.<br />
But when the chips are really down, they&#8217;re always there for you.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;">I once had such a friend. She was a most amazing person.<br />
Her hair was red and wavy and her name was Gwen MacPherson.<br />
Until that point in early life, I didn&#8217;t comprehend,<br />
That life is nicer, <em>safer</em><span style="font-style:normal;"> when you share it with a friend.</span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;font-style:normal;">You see there was this other girl who caused me great distress.<br />
She told such lies about me that my life was one big mess.<br />
Her whispers and her nasty gibes had long begun to haunt me.<br />
Then other boys and girls joined in. They too began to taunt me.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;font-style:normal;">It seemed no one would help me and I felt so all alone.<br />
The outdoor playground had become a dreaded combat-zone.<br />
And then one fateful day while hearing jokes at my expense,<br />
Gwen MacPherson jumped right in and came to my defense.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;font-style:normal;">It wasn&#8217;t what she said that day or even how she said it.<br />
It took a lot of guts, for which I&#8217;ll always give her credit.<br />
The others looked so very stunned and soon they crept away.<br />
My own relief was more than words can possibly convey.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;font-style:normal;">With Gwen as my own buffer, I felt much more empowered.<br />
The girl who used to bug me had become a nervous coward.<br />
Gwen and I would stroll around, while walking arm in arm.<br />
The other girl was puzzled and would flee us in alarm.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;font-style:normal;">I&#8217;d been in such an awful funk and given up all hope.<br />
Then Gwen became my trusted friend and showed me how to cope.<br />
So never underestimate the power of a friend.<br />
Someone who is loyal, on whom you can depend.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;font-style:normal;"><em>by Andrea Wilson </em></p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;font-style:normal;"><strong>Topics For Discussion:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>The narrator 	refers to her friend as a “buffer”. What does that mean? In what 	other ways might a friend be helpful in avoiding or coping with 	bullying incidents?</li>
<li>The bully in 	this poem succeeded in recruiting other children to join in her 	nasty game. What would have happened if everyone had refused to join 	in? Do onlookers have any power over the way a bullying event 	unfolds? Do they have any responsibilities?</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Classroom 	activities:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>Think of a 	time when you felt all alone and afraid. Using a simile or metaphor 	describe what that felt like. Example: Being alone and afraid feels 	like a cold, damp day. Being alone and afraid tastes and looks like 	an empty desert. Being alone and afraid is like having a mouthful of 	hot chili peppers.</li>
<li>As a class, 	brainstorm qualities that make up a good friend. Individually, 	identify which qualities you possess and which ones you need to work 	at.</li>
<li>Draw a picture 	about a time when someone stood up for you. If you can&#8217;t think of an 	example, make one up.</li>
</ul>
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		<title>Belinda Bates</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 21:12:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Harold Jarche</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Belinda Bates is a bully
A bossy, belligerent bully.
Though a beauty and bright,
She&#8217;s so full of spite,
But adults don&#8217;t know she&#8217;s a bully
“On please let me help, Miss O&#8217; Neal”
“What a lovely tie, Mister Beal.”
She&#8217;s as sweet as canned spinach,
A fake to the finish,
Yet grown-ups are sure she&#8217;s for real.
But &#8230;
If they&#8217;d walk out on the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=bullypoems.wordpress.com&blog=3130032&post=1&subd=bullypoems&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>Belinda Bates is a bully<br />
A bossy, belligerent bully.<br />
Though a beauty and bright,<br />
She&#8217;s so full of spite,<br />
But adults don&#8217;t know she&#8217;s a bully</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;">“On please let me help, Miss O&#8217; Neal”<br />
“What a lovely tie, Mister Beal.”<br />
She&#8217;s as sweet as canned spinach,<br />
A fake to the finish,<br />
Yet grown-ups are sure she&#8217;s for real.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;">But &#8230;</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;">If they&#8217;d walk out on the playground<br />
On any given day,<br />
They&#8217;d see Miss Bates in action,<br />
And much to their dismay,<br />
They&#8217;d see &#8230;</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;">A shy girl is shunned and she&#8217;s teased,<br />
Her brother is kicked in the knees,<br />
Another called “Fatso”<br />
Her clique?<br />
They all laughed so.<br />
Such pain she inflicts with great ease.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;">But &#8230;</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;">I can see it happen.<br />
And I know it isn&#8217;t right.<br />
I can tell a teacher,<br />
And refuse to watch a fight.<br />
I can help the shy girl.<br />
Lift her brother to her feet.<br />
Call Fatso by his real name,<br />
and refuse to join the clique.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;">I can even be nice to Belinda,<br />
For I&#8217;m sure there is something wrong.<br />
I think she is really unhappy.<br />
Let&#8217;s see if we can&#8217;t get along.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;"><em>by Andrea Wilson </em></p>
<p style="margin-bottom:0;"><strong>Topics for discussion:</strong></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0;">Why are adults often not aware of 	a bully&#8217;s  behavior and how does a bully manage to pass undetected?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0;">Describe different types of 	bullying: physical, verbal, relational or social. How do they 	manifest themselves?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0;">What are cliques? When do cliques 	become a problem?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0;">What roles can an onlooker play?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0;">When should you intervene and how?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0;">What might be the underlying 	causes of bullying behavior</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0;">What is empathy?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0;"><strong>Classroom activities:</strong></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0;">Using the first stanza as an 	example, practice using alliteration to write a stanza about 	bullying.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0;">Using the phrase “She&#8217;s as sweet 	as canned spinach” as an example, write examples of similes to 	describe bullies.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0;">Explore empathy by finding 	possible explanations (not justifications) for Belinda&#8217;s behavior.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom:0;">Try methods of intervening by 	role-playing.</p>
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</ul>
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