Hello, everyone.
The story that I am going to tell you is my own creation. It is the
story of a bully who learned the hard way to stop bullying.
Read on and find out how it happened.
The Bully and the Bracelet
Roddy was a ten year old boy. He was big for his age and he had a very
mean face. He was as mean as his face showed. All the boys and girls were
scared of him. He, not only bullied children in school he also bullied other
boys and girls who were smaller than him.
One day as he was walking down the street he met a little boy. He was
wearing a beautiful silver bracelet. Now Roddy saw him and he at once stopped
him after making sure that no grown-up was around.
“Give me that bracelet,” he said in his meanest voice and making his
meanest face.
“Please,
don’t take this bracelet,” said the boy with a scared look on his face. “It is
a present from my father. He worked so hard for it.”
“I
don’t care,” said the bully. “You just give me the bracelet.”
Roddy tried to snatch the bracelet away from the little boy but the
little boy tried very hard to save it. Roddy caught him by the collar and told
him to give him the bracelet or he would hit him very hard in the face. Scared
the little boy gave him the bracelet, almost ready to cry. Roddy took the
bracelet triumphantly and wore it on his wrist although it was a little tight
as it was meant for the little boy.
Roddy shoved the little boy out of the way and went away. Now this
little boy did not cry or look sad, he looked at Roddy in a very strange way as
the bully went walked away. There was a smile on the little boy’s face.
The next day, Roddy went to school as usual. As he was walking down the
corridor he met a little girl who had very nice pencil in her hand. At once
Roddy went to her and demanded that she give her the pencil. The little girl
got scared and tried to run away but the bully caught up with her and snatched
the pencil away. The little girl went away crying.
Now as Roddy snatched the pencil from the little girl a very strange
thing happened. He felt the bracelet that he had taken from the little boy
tighten on his wrist. At first he felt that maybe it was because it was a bit
too small for him. He tried to loosen it a bit but it didn’t loosen up. So he
went away.
Now, later in the day as he was walking in the playground during break
time he saw a little boy sitting under a tree eating his sandwich.
Roddy was hungry and he was looking for someone with something to eat.
As soon as he saw the little boy he went over to him and snatched the sandwich
away from him. The boy was left there looking at his empty hands.
But, what’s this? When Roddy snatched the sandwich the bracelet got even
tighter. He couldn’t understand why this was happening. The more he bullied the
more the bracelet got tighter. So tight that now it was now almost cutting his skin
on his wrist. He tried to undo the bracelet but he just could not do it. The
more he tried the tighter it got. He sat down in despair. What was he to do?
Who could he tell? If he told anyone they would laugh at him and say he got
what he deserved. He wanted to cry now.
He
understood now what the little boys and girls felt when they were helpless
against him. He felt ashamed of himself. He saw that he had gone too far when
he had taken that bracelet from that little boy. Was this bracelet magic? Why
did it get so tight when he bullied anyone?
Suddenly, as he was sitting there despairing, that little boy appeared
before him.
“Hello,”
he said, “having trouble with the bracelet?”
Roddy looked up and was surprised to see the little boy standing there
in front of him. As he watched the little boy changed to a tall thin man! He
had a nice kindly face and he was smiling now.
Roddy
got frightened.
“Don’t be afraid,” said the stranger. “I came in front of you on purpose
with a bracelet. I knew you would take it away from me. I wanted to teach you a
lesson. How do you like your bracelet
now, Roddy?”
“I don’t like it at all,” he replied. “Who are you? Please, take it away
from me.”
“My name is Mr. Put-It-Right,” said the stranger. “I will not take that
bracelet just yet. It will loosen up as soon as you stop bullying and start
doing kind deeds. If you don’t it will get tighter and tighter and no jeweler
or anyone will be able to take it off. If you want to get rid of this bracelet
you will have to become a good boy. Do you think you can do that?”
Roddy
was shocked to hear all that. He had no choice but to become a good boy.
“I
will try,” he said in a small voice.
As
soon as he said that and he looked up Mr. Right was gone!
Now Roddy started to look for an opportunity to do a good deed. He did
not know how to go about it at first.
Now the next day he saw a little girl who was in a hurry to get to her
class and as she was running her bag fell and all her things fell out. Roddy
saw a beautiful compass. He was tempted to snatch it from her but remembered in
time what Mr. Right had told him. So he went to the little girl to help her. As
soon as she saw him she felt frightened.
“Don’t worry,” he said feeling rather awkward. “I am not going to hurt
you. I just want to help you.”
The little girl could not believe her ears. Roddy helped her with her
things and he went on his way.
As
soon as he helped the little girl he felt his bracelet loosen a bit. Now he
began to look for other good deeds he could do to so that he could get a
relief.
Soon the word spread that Roddy no longer bullied anyone. As a matter of
fact he had become a very helpful boy. Even the teachers were surprised at the
change in Roddy. He no longer had a scowl on his face and he was actually
smiling now. What a difference!
In doing so he got so used to being good that he forgot all about his
bullying and he became a very good boy. He has many friends now and he has
stopped bullying altogether. Also he has lost his bracelet. It just disappeared
one day when he woke up in the morning.
He
wonders sometimes why he was bullying the children in the first place.
He
is a very happy little boy now and if anybody bullies his friends he always
stands up for them. Isn’t that sweet?
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