While I'm away, readers give the advice.
On not raising a bully • So often we hear today about "helicopter" parents who, in the words of the old hymn, try with all their might to keep their little "special" darlings, "safe and secure from all alarm." Cannot be done and even should not be done. If one is not taught how to fight back or does not learn early on about the slings and arrows of misfortune, then he/she limps into adulthood and soon realizes that his/her parents did no great favors in their protection, not to mention for their friendship. I was bullied in grammar school by two older boys who made my life hell. One day, I was walking down the street and saw them coming toward me from the opposite directions, . "Oh poop," I thought. When they got close, I looked them in the eye and said, "Why don't you just kiss my ass!" They stood there for a bit, shocked, and then began to laugh. As they rode off on their bikes, one of them said, "You know, W-, you're all right!" A lesson was learned that afternoon: Although I was no good at defending myself physically, making your bully laugh sometimes works just as well.