What were you made fun of for at school?

[OneUmberJoker]

My big nose

My Afro hair :( never worn it natural since

My choice of youth cult.

Being a swot. Being intelligent. Being tall (I wore flat shoes and stooped). Being flat-chested.

More seriously, being pregnant at thirteen, a rumour which swept the whole school, being mocked even by teachers who drew obscene chalk images of me on the blackboard and told me not to go into labour in their lesson. It sounds unbelievable, doesn't it? But I assure you, it's true. It's also a measure of my home life that I felt unable to say anything to my parents (awful father), but in hindsight I wish I'd told my mother.

Of course I wasn't pregnant. I was a naive, thirteen-year-old virgin. I bunked off after a while and barely attended for my last two years. I then went to university at 25, came out with a 1st Hons, MA with distinction and a PhD. It felt like the best revenge.

Primary school- being brown but not a muslim. Not having a dad.

secondary school- being smart. Then by year 11 I apparently got hot and it was better.

My surname. My freckles.

some people are just bullies and they will find something to bully about.

Being too skinny.

11 - dear gods. That on top of the racism. It sounds hell - I'm sorry.

My surname, being quiet, being shy, trying my best, living in the countryside, not having much money, not going abroad, my clothes, anything they could really.

Red hair and glasses. Bad combo 😁

My name which was very unusual in a sea of Karen's, Sharon's, Amanda's and Joanne's. My glasses. Being quiet and shy which apparently equals being stuck up and snobby.

My surname and being clever

Moved to London from Northern Ireland aged 8 in the late 1970’s, was bullied by my primary school teacher for having an accent, being called IRA girl and wasn’t allowed to go to the Horse of the year show with the rest of the class incase I shot the horses.

Being shy. Being good at maths and science but bad at sport. Being in the guides.

For being too fat. I wasn’t fat.

They used to sing:

’Shes big, she’s round,
She bounces on the ground
’my name here’

Cruel as shit but thankfully, it’s had absolutely no effect on my life whatsoever and I applaud them for their creativity. None of them have amounted to fuck all in adulthood which does make me smirk!

My teeth!
My school time was horrendous 😪

My name (from pupils and teachers)
My parents
How many siblings I had
My accent
Not being from that town
For having a compost heap in the garden
For having long hair
For having short hair

My surname! A well known brand of plastic container!

Primary school - I had some older girls that picked on me for being “ weird “ ( they didn’t specify how). One once walked behind me on a footpath to school, throwing batteries at the backs of my bare legs. I was determined not to cry because that was what she wanted & I didn’t, although it bloody hurt!
2nd Secondary school ( I went to 3) - bullied because I was easily led & soft hearted. I was made fun of bigstyle by my immediate friends but when I spent time with them separately, they treated me completely differently.
3rd Secondary school - not made fun of exactly but was excluded quite a bit & nasty comments were made about my shoes etc.
I would not be a teenager now for anything. School is brutal & from what I gather, it can be nearly as bad at college.

Being 'weird' (in hindsight, probably smelt the autism on me)
'Looking like a man'
And was exclusively bullied by boys (I am female)

Never got bullied for my glasses or nose or weird name.

primary school- being fat
Sixth form - being thin
🙄

the way I ate crisps
the way I tucked my hair behind my ear
the way I used ‘fancy words’ (I was reading from the text book we all had in front of us)

bullies will pick on basically anything.

For liking rock music.
For having olive skin.

Secondary school was OK actually. I did get bullied at primary school - the worst was a teacher who accused me of telling some other kids to do something bad. Her 'proof' of this was that she had seen me smirking and that warranted a lunchtime detention, lots of shouting and breathing in her cigarette smoke. She did many other things to me too.

At university back in the dark ages, we could leave notes for each other in a pinboard. Somebody left me an unsigned message saying I was a fat pig. I was slim. I was so upset. I had no idea why anyone would want to be so nasty.

At work, people stabbed me on the back in all sorts of ways to try and get themselves up the greasy pole and push me down. I eventually went freelance and that was much better.

Got made fun of a bit for being a bit of a tomboy (though when I was made fun of for that I wasn't really a tomboy any more but I was still fairly gender non-conforming) and being flat chested but I don't really recall getting made fun of much. I did get teased for having a limp but not in a mean way (at least, I didn't recognise it as mean)
In primary school I was bullied a bit by one boy but I have no idea what for. We used to be friends and then suddenly he took against me and my friends and started hitting me and throwing my books around. No idea what got into him.

I was in hindsight not very “trendy” when I started secondary so a few mocked my clothes.
Working hard, doing well in school was mocked, particularly doing well in music. I didn’t find my people until sixth form/uni!