I have a couple of friends who have written pieces for a bullying anthology.  It made me think of my own school days.  It wasn’t the most pleasant time I can remember.

    

I was a bit too stubborn and pig headed to play the game.  You know, the “do whatever it takes to be liked by the popular girls” game.  Never did well at that.  I marched to my own tune and paid the price for it.  My reports cards were riddled with “Does not get along well with others”.  

I did eventually learn how to get along with others and now have some of the dearest friends anyone could have.  

But I still don’t play the game.