Posted in Coping Mechanisms, Inter-racial bullying, Intervening, Poems, Prejudice on March 11, 2008 | No Comments »
I sit here in the lunchroom,
And chomp my ham and cheese.
I smell the scent of mushroom.
The gang begins to tease.
“Your spring rolls have sprung.
Your bean curd’s a turd.
Your dumplings are dung.
And you’re such a nerd.”
Her name is Ming Ma Wong.
She’s eating egg drop soup.
Her eyes look sadly woe begone.
Her shoulders start to droop.
I catch a [...]
Posted in Friendship, Intervening, Jealousy, Poems on March 11, 2008 | No Comments »
My friend Patricia’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’t a doubt; she is terribly [...]
Posted in Fear, Friendship, Intervening, Poems on March 11, 2008 | No Comments »
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’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 [...]
Posted in Cliques, Empathy, Intervening, Poems, Types of Bullying on March 11, 2008 | No Comments »
Belinda Bates is a bully
A bossy, belligerent bully.
Though a beauty and bright,
She’s so full of spite,
But adults don’t know she’s a bully
“On please let me help, Miss O’ Neal”
“What a lovely tie, Mister Beal.”
She’s as sweet as canned spinach,
A fake to the finish,
Yet grown-ups are sure she’s for real.
But …
If they’d walk out on the [...]
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