I was never physically bullied. I was Queen **** of the school up until halfway through Grade 5, so noone ever even attempted it.
Except this one experience I had:
There was a dog running around the playground one day, and due to earlier traumatic experiences I had had, I was really afraid of strange dogs. (My neighbour's giant newfoundlanders used to attack me when I was small, and hold me down on the ground).
So, OF COURSE, the dog starts following me around... and following and following... until it freaked me out so much I started to cry.
Then LEE CHAPLIN (little peckerhead) noticed I was upset, and said (not that this makes any sense) "What's the matter? Why are you so scared? Is it because maybe you have RABIES!??! hahahahaha. Avalon has rabies! Avalon has RABIES!!"
And all the ears of the kids around him perked up and they were drawn in, and all began to chant: "Avalon has RABIES! Avalon has RABIES!!!"
And then this ring of children formed around me, as I cried and cried, and the chant got louder and louder, till Lee suddently modified it:
"AVALON HAS RABIES!! AVALON HAS RAbiiieeesss.... HEY! ... AVALON HAS AIDS!!! AVALON HAS AAAIDS! Avalon has rabies! Avalon has AIDS!!! AVAlon has rabies! Avalon has AIDS!"
And then- all of a sudden, something happened.
I had a Hulk moment, and I got so angry I finally flipped out.
I launched myself at Lee Chaplin and grabbed him by the collar, shrieking. With one fell swoop, and sudden super-human strength, I swung him around and around, by his neck, and then FLUNG him a good 10 feet.
Like some bad after-school special, his eyes got all big like dinner plates when he hit the ground, and he started scrambling away, yelling "Let's get out of here, guys!!"
HE never bothered me again.