This video depicting Trump as a young playground bully is brilliant (For more info, visit Dangerous Minds; For a related post, click here http://christiannightmares.tumblr.com/post/147454453956/trump-with-biff-from-back-to-the-future-and-as-the)
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This video depicting Trump as a young playground bully is brilliant (For more info, visit Dangerous Minds; For a related post, click here http://christiannightmares.tumblr.com/post/147454453956/trump-with-biff-from-back-to-the-future-and-as-the)
Letter to the Playground Bully // Andrea Gibson
Bad Touch
Yesterday, I took Ted to a school playground. No biggie. We go there all the time. Only yesterday we got there right after the school kicked out for the week. It was heaving. Ted, being Ted, headed straight for the greatest concentration of the eldest children. I hovered from a distance. Wouldn't want to cramp the kid's style. He found two boys, maybe eight years old, hanging out at the very back of the play structure. They eyed him approaching, grins plastered to their faces. My stomach lurched. Ted smiled, and launched into an animated description of the surroundings. At least that's what my guess was, based on his gestures. I was too far away to hear a word anyone was saying. One of the boys pinned Ted against the corrugated iron fence. Ted kept smiling and talking. The boy pulled him over and forced him to turn around. Ted looked at him quizzically and stumbled, but didn't flinch. I was hyperventilating, realizing his absolute admiration for older boys might have put him in danger. Alarms were going off in my head. My mind went there. Then, the boy grabbed Ted's ear and twisted, then pulled, then pulled harder. I was waiting for the justifiably pained howl, inching closer, ready to wrap my hands around the little s***'s throat and shake shake shake him into kindness, but the cry never came. Ted was looking at the boy, baffled, curious, but quiet. Finally, he looked around, and caught my eye. I nodded at him to leave, and turned toward the gate. He followed. Catching up with me, he said the boy pulled his ear. I asked if it hurt. He didn't have an answer. I asked if he wanted his ears pulled. He wondered about it for a moment, then said yes, and started pulling himself. Clearly, it wasn't pleasant, and he stopped. I said if something didn't feel right, it was okay to say, "No, stop." I said I didn't think those boys we're playing nice. For a while, we walked in silence (which is extremely rare for Ted), me still shaking with terror and anger, Ted seemingly considering the possibility not everyone is a friend he hasn't met yet. It frightens me that he might not have understood, that he's too trusting and too friendly to be safe. And it saddens me, too, that I feel I have to curb his enthusiasm for the fellow man. It's a thin line, and I feel like I'm walking it blind.
Those are my least favorite. -Joe
What, the earth elementals that take lunch money? -Aaron
Jon Snow: Playground Bully
My first blog
My teacher is helping me post my first blog.
I like playing Word Challenge on Facebook. I like playing it because it is interesting. The game wants us to spell out words with letters that are scrambled. I think it is interesting for me because I like Spelling and I like words. I'm also pretty good at it but my level is only at PLAYGROUND BULLY.
Actually, I cheated a bit. My cousin brother, Xin Yue helped me to play to the level of Rock Star. He's better at it than me because he can type faster and spell a little better than me.
Well, that's all for now. I have to blog whenever my teacher gives a title. I am going to tag this with "word challenge", Yee Zi and Xin Yue.