Saturday, December 21, 2019
Creative Writing About Schoolboy Bullying - 1500 Words
Statement of Intent: This is a creative writing piece that is based on my experiences of schoolboy bullying. While I would say that Iââ¬â¢ve never really been bullied, the story is an insight into what Iââ¬â¢ve seen in common in primary and high school. It may appear in a school journal, young writers magazine or short story compilation. While there are many elements of truth in experiences it is also exaggerated and a work of fiction at heart. I also want to note that I have really enjoyed my time at school. It is heavily dramatized and I also thought The sun glowered over the school dusty school field. Patches of green grass clung to the fawn coloured surface like puffs of thread on a ratty blanket while the Nike-clad paws of 90 boys kicked upâ⬠¦show more contentâ⬠¦Together Choji and I decided to join the ââ¬Ëtouchââ¬â¢ in the centre, each picking different sides, unable to bear the rising moans of a fake orgasm wafting through the summer air. I noted the Capta in of our team was Jaxxen. With a father freshly out of prison, pinched face and intimidating height, old Jaxxen was a classic Disney channel bully, a wannabe bad kid. He would push weaker boys in the hallways and irritate teachers without ever doing anything bad enough to justify real action. Having had a schoolyard fight with him in week one of the term, he left me alone and believed my facade of not being a kid he wanted to fuck with. It was a paper-thin illusion but one I clung to dearly. He nodded at me and punted the ball to a scrawny English boy called Matthew on the opposite team. His kick had the desired effect as a horde of his greasers swamped poor Matthew, leaving only his stick-thin pale arm visible to anyoneââ¬â¢s eyes. The ball made it out of the makeshift maul and was picked up by a large boy called Sione. Rumour had it that Sione had a contract with the Warriors; I felt said rumor was confirmed by the way he ran with four boys clinging to his shorts. Eventually, the tower crashed and the ball was picked up by a boy called Sam. Picking my battles, I sprinted up and hit him low, achieving a nice tackle and cementing Jaxxenââ¬â¢s view that I was hard. The ball sprang out from Samââ¬â¢s arms and landed in the worst possible location. Reiââ¬â¢s arms.Show MoreRelatedAn Analysis of H.G. Wellsââ¬â¢ Short Stories ââ¬Å"Mr Skelmersdale in Fairylandâ⬠, ââ¬Å"the Door in the Wallâ⬠and ââ¬Å"a Dream of Armageddonâ⬠14742 Words à |à 59 Pagesscience, but he was also a politically active socialist and he wrote many essays and letters criticising the political situation of his time. Lovat Dickson describes his work as the ââ¬Å"annals of a social revolution written while it was happeningâ⬠(4). Writing in a time of great change both socially, economically and politically, Wells became the voice of ââ¬Å"a new worldâ⬠after the First World War, even though his breakthrough with novels such as Tono-Bungay and The New Machiavelli came long before (17). His
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