Bleugh. I was forever called names through school, kids are cruel.
Some of the nicer names I was called on a regular basis we
"Secondhand dartboard" (I have freckles
not to mention so did the guy calling me that!)
Pickles, Picker, Picalilly, Pickernose etc (my surname is Pickering)
Gem Anyone can call me this as my name is Gemma
JimJams Can't remember how that happened lol but its what my best friend calls me
Lastly... and this one has a story...
Ponygirl
Yeah... because this is the most offensive name they could come up with lol. I quit going to school at the end of year 6 (age 10/11 i think) and refused to start school after the holidays for year 7. I couldnt cope with the bullying going on... bullying doesnt really cover it but if my mum had made me go to school, id have been one of these tragic stories of kids going over the edge...
My parents decided to move house and move me as far away from area as possible but it meant I missed a term of school, started a new school straight into year 7 in January after everyone had made friends, I was also really depressed and so I would sit in the corner of the room on breaks and tutor time and would just read books, at that point i was going through all my mums old pony books (still have them and love them, even if they did cost her a shilling and are falling to bits lol) so I got the nickname ponygirl (yeah because hat was JUST what I needed lol).
It was one particular person that was the ring leader but after 5 years at that school, even some of the teachers forgot my name or referred to me as ponygirl before looking horrified with themselves. Mostly for years i just rolled my eyes and left them to it, Ponygirl is hardly a massive insult...
But after 5 years and this guy cornered me in the hall before classes and was taunting me andI lost my temper and whirled around and backhanded him and broke his nose with the comment of "at least i'm not a fat aggressive thug who has to scare people into liking them and has no prospects in life". Word for word. I felt awful for saying it when at 16 after being bullied all my school life... i obviously touched a nerve as he burst into tears!
Apparently he was very sensitive about his weight! Normally its not something I would ever say to anyone, i'm not like that... but its even weirder because he most definately wasnt fat! He carried a lot of muscle which I can assure you he liked to use. He put me in hospital pouring hydrochloric acid down my back in science... and he cant take being called fat? Jeezz...
More satisfying still.... 8 years after leaving school, he never got any further qualifications and the best he has managed is working tills at tescos... though he got fired from that last I heard. He couldnt even get his dad to employ him in the family business.
Shouldnt make me happy... but honestly... after 5 years of being called names and hurt and told how i was good for nothing or noone... i hope his life is hell.