I was on the school bus home. I saw one student hurt another student. I asked that student (I know that student that was being mean) to stop and that he was not being nice. Since that day, the volunteer bus monitor (a grade 5 or 6 student) asks me to sit with him and take care of him. He and his sister (grade 1 and 2) have become my friends.
I felt that it was wrong how this student was hurting (hitting and punching) a younger student. It was bullying, The other student was upset, not playing around....I don't know.....he was not saying stop, but it could have been hard for him to say something....I did because i saw that the student that was doing the hurting had a mean face and the younger student's face was mad but not saying anything.
I talk to both of them and I don't think that that one student is a bully, but sometimes he can act like that.
But now, I have gained two more friends. The younger student and his sister. I really hate that my mom won't let me use their names. She is taking their names out. And she won't let me make up the names.
I don't know how to say it this but, i think sometimes it's important to mind your own business and walk away but sometimes you need to do something when you see something that doesn't feel right in your stomach. Straight up in my gut, I felt that that doesn't make sense at all. But, I learned they are both nice people that have not so nice moments.
By Markus, age 8