When everybody else was playing with the big parachute outside at Primary, I was told to go and clean the paint pots by my Teacher...when it was nap time I would be cleaning the milk bottles and putting the empties in the crate. The Teacher hated 'darker' (his words) children I was the only one in my class...he only retired a few years ago! I hear he was deeply unpleasant to children for many years but never got let go 
For having freckles and 'wild' Afro with streaks of blonde curly and straight bits of hair.
For having a pair of roller skates and decorating them my own way that I'd saved forever for and doing jobs on our road to get them...washing cars, walking dogs etc! I was considered posh as they were quite expensive and too cool!
For getting clothes from C & A and my Mum making/altering our clothes from 'posh' patterns
For kissing (literally a peck on the cheek as he gave me one! we're still in touch now over 25 years later) the gorgeous American exchange student, I was a slag and a slut. For lying about my prom dress my Mum made it but apparently it was from House of Fraser as I'd been see buying it by the school bully. My Mum had an amazing eye and can pretty much make anything she sees from sight not so much now though.
For loving Shakespeare and all sorts of playwrights.
I had been to university did a job for a short while in the NHS whilst I decided what to do next they just could not cope with it...None of them had been to uni most of them had left at school at 15/16 and straight into Secretary courses etc they were just vile to me...when I secretly (so secret my manager told everyone when and where I'd been for interview) looked at a management graduate scheme they made my life hell I quit and will NEVER work for the NHS again vile horrid people!!
Bullies will never know how much things have affected me...they'll always be there I just tend to sense them a lot quicker and avoid now.