Left Behind in the Schoolyard
Growing up different in physics and mindset. It is a poem about the invisible scars, that I experienced in my school years in the 1970s. However, I believe that bullying and children's social reactions are still relevant today.

In school, learning
and countless hours of fear,
grades and assessments,
behavior, diligence, skill.
Even the body was shaped—
for the fat boy.
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Classmates judged
social skills and standing.
Teachers looked the other way,
only stepped in when fists were raised—
mental wounds were irrelevant,
the school psychologist’s concern—
for the fat boy.
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An insignificant detail:
family norms remained unchallenged.
Heavy meals of farm life,
hard labor expected,
unsuited for the bookworm—
who became the fat boy.
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The pinnacle of cruelty:
the gym teacher’s weapon—
"Pick your teams,
best players first."
We all knew
who would be left behind—
it was the fat boy.
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Many invisible wounds on the soul,
combined with another secret—
drawn to his own gender
in the confusion of puberty.
We knew nothing
of the pain their choices inflicted—
on the fat boy.
About the Creator
Henrik Hageland
A poet, a writer of feelings and hope. A Dane and inhibitant of the Earth thinking about what is to come.
A good story told or invented. Human all the way through.
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