This 4-year-old Indian Boy
ran out into the parking lot
of my apartment complex and screamed, “I won’t be bullied!”
While three black boys on bikes
laughed at him
his helpless anger.
Adults don’t notice
they feel powerless to stop it.
One of the black boys on a bike
followed an old lady and her Scottish Terrier
down the street, to the beauty salon.
The dog lunged at the boy, barking, choking itself on its own leash
and he laughed. He started making faces at the dog and dancing around.
“Stop that!” The old lady screamed, but he followed her down the block, tormenting her, anyway.
It was something to do.
I watched this, amused. Their suffering had just begun.
the best thing you can do to a bully
is treat him or her like a fly.
Do your best not to be bothered by them.
My White neighbors have spoken to these boys
like Mr. Rogers. “Don’t you understand that people want peace and quiet?”
And the bullies scream and laugh at them. There is no teacher or principal
that these adults can go to, to ask for help, and they are helpless.
The bullies own the parking lot
and the adults don’t own anything—they rent.