I seriously used to get beat up. 6th grade in the beginning of the year I got pummeled. By the middle of the year I learned it hurt less if you put your hands in front of your face. By the end of the year I was at least swinging back. After that greuling ordeal, I decided to get a little bigger or at least learn to fight. Damn All I got was Fat! Not bigger or learn to fight. Oh well I sure am glad we moved and I got to start fresh at a suburb school in a nicer part of town.