I was caught bullying another boy in the hallway last week.  The boy in question has cerebral palsy and cannot walk: he is in a wheelchair.  He is also two grades under me, his being in third to my fifth.  I called him a Loser and a Retard, a word that the school has been increasingly frowning on ever since all this "political correctness" or "diversity" jazz went into effect.  It's really a pain, if you ask me!

Being caught was bad enough: being caught by none other than the principal of the school was and is still humiliating.  He grabbed me by the ear and marched me to his office, where he proceeded to chew me a new one; I felt no more than an inch high by the time Mr. Valdez got through with me.

He then told my teacher, who, in turn, made me write a paper about "Why I Should NOT Bully Others"; as for Mr. Valdez himself, he called my parents, only to discover they weren't home: they are currently out of state: they're on a cruise to Mexico; they won't be back until Saturday.  They left yesterday.  So my Grandma is staying with me to take care of me; she was not happy when she received the news.

I got into trouble when I got home.  I got banned from the computer and there is to be no television or going out to see friends (or having friends come see ME) for a week, or at least until Mom and Dad hear about it first; then I will have to face THEIR wrath.  So my time in the doghouse is NOT over, not by a long shot.

I think I will be staying in the doghouse for the long haul, the way things are looking right now.

Sigh.

If only I had kept my yap shut and kept from hurting that kid's feelings.  I am sure he (and a bunch of other kids) must hate my guts by now.  I am feeling lower than a snake in the grass.  I feel awful and I must find a way to apologize to the kid and ask for his forgiveness.  If only I had listened, I would not be in this mess I'm currently in!

SIGH!!! :(