I went to the same school for the five years that I went. The kindergarten was next door to the school. I had one kid was in my class since kindergarten who everyday called me chink and called me names and made fun of where I lived. One day in grade five at lunch he was calling me a chink and saying chinkychinky chinaman sitting on a fence trying to make a dollar out of 85 cents. I took all his crap everyday. Everyday he would call me names and nobody did anything. I never did anything either I told teachers but nothing was done. Anyway after he called me this and kept saying it I ran over a got into a fight with him . It wasn't much of a fight. I broke his arm gave him a black eye and knocked out a tooth. The fight was witnessed by numerous classmates and a teacher. But she also saw him calling me names. For that I was dragged into the office. I received the strap five times on each hand. I was in tears. But I was actually in tears before the strapping. I had hurt someone. I had gotten angry and hurt someone. I never fought again. Not because I thought I would get hurt but because I didn't want to hurt anyone.

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