Darryl John en Social Issues In Today's Society, beBee in English, Teachers Freelance writer, Social Commentary • Self employed 5/10/2016 · 1 min de lectura · +800

My Painful Childhood


http://www.bullying.co.uk/anti-bullying-week/My Painful Childhood

I have decided to share this very personal and quite often painful part of my life. My childhood from ages 1to 7 I have no idea about but from 7 yrs old  it gets difficult this was when my Father left my Mum out of the blue to deal with me and my younger brother 4 years junior to me, she had no money and had to work several jobs just to put food on the table.

When I went to my secondary high school aged 11 I was put in a remedial class simply because I could not understand what was being taught especially in Maths I had a problem understanding the methods used to solve these mathematical problem's. This may have been the precursor to my Mental Health Issues.

I struggled through the next two years as I was being constantly bullied by a child who at the time I was petrified of he used to steal anything he wanted from me and always threatened me with violence in fact one day he and his friends decided that after school one day they would ambush me and cause me harm , which they did they caught me and I ripped my back open on some barbed wire as I tried to escape,the scars of which I still wear a constant reminder of a very unhappy time.

One day we were in the Library and he locked me in a cupboard for Hours in the end I was so scared I broke the door with kicking it.This came to a head when he for the first time actually hit me in the face , it surprised me as it didn't hurt I then let go of all the anger and frustration his years of bullying had caused me to suffer and physically beat him up not something I am  proud of but nonetheless the only language he understood.

I left school with just some GSCE's and the words you will never make anything of your life ringing in my ear. I vowed to never be bullied again or to let anybody else suffer as I did. I started training in Martial Arts , Kyokushinki , Kickboxing, various Kung Full Styles and Tae Kwon Do each art and instructor giving me great advise like a series of Mr Myagi's this gave me more confidence and so lead me to reapply my learning in my 30',s by going to University and getting my first HND and then going on to study many more things.

Those words always spur me on to achieve more and have self belief and now I can say I have become a learned person,author and great teacher / trainer and humble human I still carry the scars as well as my now mental illness but they are not visible to all but are always in the back of my mind.

I never gave up believing that one day I may just have an important role in life and be able to help many people.


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My Painful Childhood

Darryl John 6/10/2016 · #8

I am not here to moralise we all have skeletons in our closets but some have more bones than others.

Darryl John 6/10/2016 · #6

#5 as we grow in age we grow in ethics, morals and stubbiness , We don't like to see see others in pain or stress any sentient being.

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Praveen Raj Gullepalli 6/10/2016 · #5

#4 thanks DJ, I tend to go with the underdog too...am very peace loving...even get taken advantage of at times for I believe in essential human goodness...but I was ...er...hungry and foolish back then ;)

Darryl John 6/10/2016 · #4

#3 nice piece I don't enjoy violence though at the time it was a release of all my anger, all my life I kind of feel it's my duty to help the little guys, against those with perceived power or corporate bullies.

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Praveen Raj Gullepalli 6/10/2016 · #3

I wonder what that bully you beat up finally, must be at right now. He had it coming. And maybe that's why you were the designated teacher for him! ;) Good thing you went on to the other martial arts. Supposed to teach you self-control more than anything else...because, once you tasted that power of victory, you could have easily ended up a bully, bullying the bullies! Am sure fear of retaliation or more bullying drove you to picking up those self-defence skills. Do correct me if I am wrong. Well, I had my share of bullies too growing up. And all those protracted encounters (testing my patience) ended up in a brawl finally and that's when I realised my hands moved faster than my eyes (and my mind) when I whupped their behind! A few teeth went missing the first time...a single, cracking flash of a slap that petrified the other guy in the second instance and the last one ended in me leaving a bump with my knuckle right in the feller's forehead that even today (after 35 years) he carries, for some strange reason. He showed it to me with a sheepish smile, the last time I chanced upon him a few years ago. Am not afraid of bullies anymore. Only worried of those who I cannot reach, persuade or dissuade...and sadly there are many such crawling the corridors of power behind designations and decoys. But rest assured, every bully will find a bulldog that would have his day! :) Thanks for a nice share. There are three ways of dealing with bullies - befriend em, beat em or...like MJ said...Beat it!

Pascal Derrien 6/10/2016 · #2

an importsant message, thnak YOU @Darryl John

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