Cyco Soccer

I play soccer everyday at school during recess at 10:00 AM. The most popular guy in the 5th grade (I don't know about 6th, 7th, or 8th) is ALWAYS the captain of the soccer teams. He yells constantly at the people on his team. The other day while we were playing soccer,

"No! Maggie, you can't just NOT touch the ball!"

Few seconds later...

"No! Maggie, you can't just touch it like that!"

You see? He wants everything to be his way. Another time he was wrestling with other boys while we were in line, and I had to push him. You know, reflexes.

"WHAT DID I DO TO YOU?" That's his come back, either that or "Shut Up".

"Sorry, you're just in my space. You're popping my bubble," I replied politely.

"We-h-ell, so-rry!"

The attitude of 5th graders is unbelievably rude. I don't even want to know what he is like to his parents at home. He gets ALL of the girl's attention by flipping his black hair around the place. :P

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No more Bully?

  One Monday, as I sat in my chair, as usual.  My Mom asked me if I wanted to wear my hair down today.  I replied,"Uhhhh...  No, yes, no.... okay.  I'll do it."  I was so nervous when I got to my classroom with my books.  My friend, Desmond, said,"GASP!  Mary's hair is down!" and said nothing else.  I found it funny, though.  My friends always say that I look like my Mom.  I find that as a complement because I think that she is beautiful.  Anyway, throughout the day, I felt confident.  I don't know exactly why though.  I just felt like I could not be shy anymore with my classroom, or anybody else in the school.  I kept on wearing my hair down to school.  I don't see any bullying that much anymore, there isn't even any to other people.  But, the boys have to be boys, so they are always "picking" on each other.  But they're boys. *Shrug* 

  Well, we moved seats and I sit in front of a friendly boy.  He has been in my dreams even before I met him.  He piked me to dance with him at this camp.  Then after I met him, I had the same dream.  I love that dream, I want it to happen again! :-D  Well, I'm happy to sit in front of him and all that, and the funny thing is.... is that pretty much the main thing we talk about is Star Wars.  I've been watching it since I was 3 years old, so I don't blame myself for talking about it.  That's not all we talk about though, but you know.  

  No other girls like him, and they call him stupid.  I take pity on him, but I still gotta take care of myself.  School is doing very well as you can see, but only God knows the future, and (sadly) I have to wait for it to come.