I been seeing a lot about bullies on the TV. Like that one down in Australia what got slammed by the boy he were bullying on. Back in the early forties just before WWII we had this bully in our school. I ain't gonna tell his name because he ain't bullying no more. In face he's a whole different person. But his change didn't just happen. Me and a couple of other boys were kinda responsible for it. Before I tell you what we done I need to let you know how bad he were back then. All the boys in my class (he were one class above us) was scared to death of him. He were real big from pitching hay and wrestling around with cattle and other big animals on his daddy's farm. He broke Jimmy Pritchard's arm and Jimmy told ever body that it were caused when he fell off his bicycle riding down a steep hill. Jimmy even went so far as standing at the top of a hill and letting his bicycle go down by itself. It took him about four times to get the bicycle in bad enough shape for his mama to believe him. Bully did damage to almost all of us and we all would come home with stories of falling tree limbs and rocks jumping at us from under the wheels of a passing truck. One boy (when he run out of stories) come home and told his mama he were hit bit a meteor. He called it a shooting star. His mama tried to get 'em to put it in the paper but they wouldn't.
Tomorrow: Bully Attack
Hollis' book read in 2010:
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter - A deaf man living among blind people
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