Look, we all know the world’s not peachy all the time, right? And we certainly can’t protect our kids from hearing name-calling and teasing from their classmates, because there will always be at least one kid who assumes the a**hole responsibility in any year level.
There was one in my son’s class in Adelaide last year, and there’s one in his class in Sydney this year.
But this kid’s ‘insults’ are so bizarre, it’s only fitting that I arm my son with an equally obtuse comeback. So when he again reported to me that this kid called him ‘ret**d’ last week because he’s not in the top stream for maths, and a ‘f***ot’ for playing with the younger kids at after school care, my frustration grew (that’s mummy talk for ‘I wanted to smash something.’)
Speaking of after school care, that’s where the final straw was reached yesterday.
“Mum, what’s a ‘spaz’?” my 11-year-old asked me last night. Apparently, this kid had told mine when they were lining up for Milo, “Go away, spaz.”
This name-calling has been going on ever since my son became ‘the new kid’ at the beginning of the year. Yes, the school’s been told. Yes, the kid does this to everyone.
And that’s the thing – he’s never going to stop. He is just one of those rude and unpleasant children.
So, hearing this final insult last night, I said the same thing I always say:
Oh please. That’s the best he can come up with?
Why are you listening to him?
Just tell him ‘thanks for your opinion’.
Tell him to shut up. Tell him to p*ss off.
But you see, that’s the problem. If my son says anything rude in retaliation, he gets into trouble, too. The bully wins as they get told off together – and that’s not fair. That’s part of why this kid keeps doing it – because he’s getting away with it.