 192  №12 Michael didn't feel able to talk about the bullying to anyone. His mother would worry, he knew that. His sister had her own life and he couldn't talk to her. And he was afraid of what the bullies might do to him if he told any of the teachers. He should be able to deal with the situation on his own, he thought — and if he couldn't, well, that was his problem. He didn't even enjoy his lessons any more, because it was too hard to concentrate. As he sat in class each day, he thought about what might happen after school and his mind went completely blank. And sure enough, two or three times a week, the bullies were out there waiting for him. «Well, now, Jenkins, what've you got for us today?» they shouted. He took the money from his pockets and gave it to them without a word. Sometimes they still hit him, for the fun of it, but'usually they ran off laughing. The day everything changed was the day before half-term. Michael had stayed late at school because he needed some advice about an English project. The school grounds were empty by the time he left, but he stayed tense and watchful on the short walk to the bus-stop. There was only one other boy from the school at the bus-stop, and Michael stared at him in disbelief. He was in the lowest class, so he was probably eleven years old, but he looked younger. His clothes were dirty and torn, and he was crying quietly. «Hey, what happened to you? Are you OK?» Michael asked, but he had a sick feeling in his stomach. «These boys ... they said they'd hurt me if... if I didn't give them money,» the younger boy said. «And I haven't got any money — only my bus pass...» «Were there three of them?» Michael asked quickly. «They're from school, aren't they?» The child looked at him with surprise and nodded. Tears dripped from his cheeks to the ground. Michael took a deep breath. «It happens to me too,» he said, «and there's only one way to stop it. We've got to tell someone. Come with me.» He led the way back to the school, and found his English teacher. As Michael told his story, the boys could see sympathy and anger in her face. When he finished, there was a short silence. 192 |
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