What Were You Like in High School?

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Willie-T said:
Not so much, specifically, in that I feel a pressing need to seek out any particular individuals to seek forgiveness. But there is a general crummy feeling of realizing what a bast____ you were. There was one little guy who stood up to me (actually defending someone else) fully knowing that he was probably going to be pulverized. You could see it in his eyes. That affected me so much that I did nothing, even though I knew it was going to cause me serious problems with my rep. I'd say that I likely began to change from that day on.
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I'd like to thank everyone for the raw honesty they're putting into their post. You all are putting your very hearts into your answers, and it's a privilege to read everyone's answer. Please keep doing so.

Willie, thank you for being so honest--I completely respect you for giving such unedited answers. And thank you for reminding ALL of us that one person standing up for what's right, no matter how SMALL or how SCARED, can TRULY, truly make a difference.

Even if we don't see immediate results.
 
seoulsearch said:
I'd like to thank everyone for the raw honesty they're putting into their post. You all are putting your very hearts into your answers, and it's a privilege to read everyone's answer. Please keep doing so.

Willie, thank you for being so honest--I completely respect you for giving such unedited answers. And thank you for reminding ALL of us that one person standing up for what's right, no matter how SMALL or how SCARED, can TRULY, truly make a difference.

Even if we don't see immediate results.
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One thing I do feel a need to say is that I think our world has gone overboard on blaming everything in our lives on being bullied as a kid. I have always been "bullied" by someone or something... adults, or teachers, or situations, or political climates on the job, or by any number of things. They were a pain, I didn't like it, and they limited me somewhat in many endeavors. But that is all they were... and still are whenever I still continue to encounter them in many areas of my life today.

Do I still have very negative feelings about some of these people? Maybe even some hatred? Sure, but so what? Only the oppressive control and intimidation that I may experience today has any effect on me today. What any effect the past stuff may have, here and now, is only due to my own lack of dealing with it, putting it behind me, and moving on.

I had a 4th grade teacher who honestly did hate me. She rode me constantly. Even called me a liar, and once slapped me across the face - HARD - in front of the entire class as we were going to lunch, almost knocking me down a flight of stairs. Sure, to this day, I still remember it, and it DID effect me some for a while. But I had to get over it.

I honestly think we use the excuse of some mistreatment in our past as an excuse to justify some of our own actions today, and that is just not a very healthy way to deal with life... especially when we will ALL always have someone mistreating us.
 
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kodiak said:
Thank you....
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AzzOK! I dig studying, too. So maybe you're only half-weird. I learned to fly when I was 9, and when I went into the service, I had already taught myself about 70% of flying helicopters from just books in my school library.
 
Willie-T said:
AzzOK! I dig studying, too. So maybe you're only half-weird. I learned to fly when I was 9, and when I went into the service, I had already taught myself about 70% of flying helicopters from just books in my school library.
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I took an aerospace class and learned how to fly airplanes....almost got my pilot's license in junior high...that teacher was awesome. We are just like twins...lol
 
Willie-T said:
AzzOK! I dig studying, too. So maybe you're only half-weird. I learned to fly when I was 9, and when I went into the service, I had already taught myself about 70% of flying helicopters from just books in my school library.
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kodiak said:
I took an aerospace class and learned how to fly airplanes....almost got my pilot's license in junior high...that teacher was awesome. We are just like twins...lol
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Are we sure these are 2 different people here? lol just sayin. :)
 
Willie-T said:
Trust me, we are. He is much, much brighter than I ever was.
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So, are you saying that even at a young age, you weren't near as bright as our brother Kody is? I mean, all kids are bright when they are little. So full of life and happiness and smiles....

You were nothing like that? :(
 
LittleBit1987 said:
So, are you saying that even at a young age, you weren't near as bright as our brother Kody is? I mean, all kids are bright when they are little. So full of life and happiness and smiles....

You were nothing like that? :(
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He is just being too humble...I am not sure I will ever get as bright as he is.
 
LittleBit1987 said:
So, are you saying that even at a young age, you weren't near as bright as our brother Kody is? I mean, all kids are bright when they are little. So full of life and happiness and smiles....

You were nothing like that? :(
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No, I wasn't. I guess I was more what you would call cleaver and devious. Ingenious, but in a sadly misdirected way... despite all my mother's efforts.
 
kodiak said:
He is just being too humble...I am not sure I will ever get as bright as he is.
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Well, of course you won't. Haven't you been listening? WWIII is going to begin in less than two weeks, and that is supposed to be the end of the world.... so you won't get a chance to live long enough to gain the experience.... that's really all I have going for me that you might yet lack.
 
all I can say is when I was real young, I watched a lot of mob movies... needless to say, you probably should not let kids watch mob movies.
 
wisebeardman said:
all I can say is when I was real young, I watched a lot of mob movies... needless to say, you probably should not let kids watch mob movies.
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Yep. I had a tendency to turn the things that COULD have been good in my life into self-serving opportunities that would benefit my immediate and momentary desires. I never could see the future too clearly.
 
In high school I was the shy awkward one.
I only had one or two girls that would let me hang with them at lunch time, but other than that I didn't have any good friends. I was a band geek...who always sat in the front of the bus because I knew and saw what was going on in the back of the bus. (yes...I was and am a good two shoes) I loved ceramics class because I was able to use the potters wheel to make things. I very rarely looked anybody in the eye and if I did it was because they did or said something that made me mad.
 
Having read through the first hundred posts, I feel slightly more confident about sharing my own experience. I was academically inclined, and though I enjoyed most sports, I didn't play on any teams. Instead I read books, listened to music, played drums, and watched far more TV than any human being should.

High school memories are not happy ones for me. I was a self-righteous, bossy, critical know-it-all with few social skills and a seething temper. Add to that a warped sense of humour, buck teeth, and little muscle tone to go with my height, and you have the recipe for a social outcast. Though I was bullied as well, I earned much of the rejection I received. I am thankful for the few kids and teachers who were kind to me anyway.

I would like to go back and spend a day with my younger self, and tell me how to get through that time with fewer wounds, more friends, and better life skills, and of course, introduce me to Jesus! The problem is, I suspect that my younger self wouldn't listen. :)
 
in my honor classes, i wasn't shy at all when talking with friends. but whenever a teacher would ask a question to the students, i wouldn't raise my hand even though i had the answer. lol in my math class, teacher would always call on me when no one would answer.

in my "regular" classes, i kept to myself. you know... those classes everybody had to take. for example, computer class. i would always keep to myself because the moment the others knew i was the smart kid, they wanted to bum answers off me. back then, we kept all our work on a floppy. one day, a student asked me if he could borrow my floppy so he could copy my work. i said nope!!!!!!!!!
 
melita916 said:
in my honor classes, i wasn't shy at all when talking with friends. but whenever a teacher would ask a question to the students, i wouldn't raise my hand even though i had the answer. lol in my math class, teacher would always call on me when no one would answer.

in my "regular" classes, i kept to myself. you know... those classes everybody had to take. for example, computer class. i would always keep to myself because the moment the others knew i was the smart kid, they wanted to bum answers off me. back then, we kept all our work on a floppy. one day, a student asked me if he could borrow my floppy so he could copy my work. i said nope!!!!!!!!!
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I was the "rebel" smart kid. At first, I tried to help the popular kids when they asked because like anyone else, I wanted to fit in.

But it got to be pretty annoying, so... you know how I can take a subject and just kind of elaborate on it for a long time? :) Let's just say, half the time I didn't even know what the answer was. But THEY thought I knew, so I'd just keep talking in circles about the material... That they'd walk away more bewildered than when they first asked. By the time two jocks in my college class thought they could use me to keep up their grades (to keep playing sports), I had the art of confusing someone down to about a 10-second answer, tops, which got rid of them pretty fast.

And after that, they're pretty much leave me alone.

But I had a bitter, malicious heart. I remember taking a multiple-choice test one day and I knew there was a jock sitting diagonally behind me who was copying my answers.

So I filled in all the wrong answers. He turned in his test as soon as he'd filled in all the circles (which I was counting on), leaving me enough time to go back and re-do all my answers.

A good part of me is still like that today. The worst thing one can do is try to take advantage of me. I'll do my very best to find a way to fight back, and all within "the rules" so that it's perfectly "legal."
 
in middle school, i wanted to be cool with the popular kids, so i let them cheat off my work. one day, one of the popular girls asked me for my math homework, and i let her borrow it. thing is, in english class, she sat towards the front of the class, and she DID NOT do a good job hiding the fact that she was copying my work. the teacher caught her and reported it to our math teacher. math teacher tore up both assignments and had us redo everything.

popular girl didn't even apologize to me. you would think i would've learned my lesson, but nope. it happened again in math class, and once again, i had to redo my work. it wasn't difficult to do since i actually did the work, but still. that's when i said to myself never again. the popular kids didn't like me after that, but meh. by high school, saying no wasn't difficult at all.
 
melita916 said:
in middle school, i wanted to be cool with the popular kids, so i let them cheat off my work. one day, one of the popular girls asked me for my math homework, and i let her borrow it. thing is, in english class, she sat towards the front of the class, and she DID NOT do a good job hiding the fact that she was copying my work. the teacher caught her and reported it to our math teacher. math teacher tore up both assignments and had us redo everything.

popular girl didn't even apologize to me. you would think i would've learned my lesson, but nope. it happened again in math class, and once again, i had to redo my work. it wasn't difficult to do since i actually did the work, but still. that's when i said to myself never again. the popular kids didn't like me after that, but meh. by high school, saying no wasn't difficult at all.
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The bad part about me is that I got to a point where the thought of helping the popular people... FAIL... (without them even realizing it) was really appealing to me.

I'm still a work in progress!
 
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