when Hino was in the 3rd or 4th grade there was this one kid who lived in our neighborhood who bullied Hino at school. he had something wrong with his eyes...they were kind of crossed except one looked up and one looked down. he was also a puny kid. Hino, if he were so inclined, could have punched his lights out.
anyway, day after day, Hino would tell me about this kid and how he was picking on Hino. so, i said all the things parents are supposed to say like: do you want me to talk to the teacher?...do you want me to talk to his mom?...do you want me to talk to him?...be extra nice to him and try to make him your friend...ignore him...don't go near him...blah, blah, blah.
so, finally, one day i just had it with this kid and i told Hino, "look. the next time he starts to pick on you, call him 'googly eyes'. make fun of him really loud...Googly Eyes, Googly Eyes." Hino answered, "i can't do that" and i asked why and he said, "because that wouldn't be nice."
so, i felt like shit because he was right. i think they did finally work something out. the mom seemed really nice if a little overwhelmed.
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