When I was in Kindergarten, kids from the regular Kindergarten class would come into our class and we would go into their class. I was grouped together with the two class bullies. The boy would try twisting my right hand off while the girl kept on asking me if I was a Cockney. This took place in Canada BTW. The same thing would happen day after day. I just took it. I looked those two right in the eye and just took it and I didn't tell anybody about it. I also gave them a taste of their own medicine. I drew VW Beetles on the laminated pages with the special crayons that were used with them, because I couldn't write. I would also glide a little bottle of something off the table. I think it was a little glass bottle of ink or glue.
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