Teen Girls Bullied On Facebook
Without Prejudice
Three pretty young teenage girls live in my neighbourhood. Last Summer as I watered and weeded the front garden I would meet and greet them. They were full of the joys of life. Looking forward to their own mapped out lives. Boys, babies, sex, families built in their dreams and dancing like sugar plums in their heads.
Innocent girls.
A few months later as the nights lengthened and days shortened I had cause to speak to them again. They seemed subdued, heads down, hoodies on, covering features. At this age the worst they should be worrying about is how to get rid of a little acne and how to apply makeup.
I deliberately steped in front of one as they scurried past.
The ring leader of a gang now grown to four.
She finally broke down and told me they had been bullied on Facebook.
I assured her it was just a troll and didn't affect their immediate lives.
People on the end of a computer saying negative things. I assured them all would get better as they matured.
Tanee a stunning tall 12 year old, (who looked 15 at the very least ) spoke out.
" We've been bullied " she said.
I reiterated the detractors were just ugly people who had no lives, wraiths on a computer who could say what they wanted with no checks and balances in place.
I was so wrong.
Two had been beaten up by other females, who stepped out of Cyberspace and became flesh and
blood.
I couldn't believe these so very young girls had been beaten up, but worse still by other females.
I had no idea what to say. I had never been bullied in my life.
Somehow I rallied almost tripping over my words in an angry stutter.
This shouldn't be, couldn't be happening.
And so young, 12, 13.
It was over certain boys they said and I answered them by saying,
" You are too young to be worrying about boys "
Having help raise seven or eight teen boys I knew how insufferable they could be. Deliberately not answering their phones if a girl should call.
Teen boys are basically a law unto themselves.
They eat, in fact they never stop eating, they grunt, they eat, grunt, retreat to their messy smelly rooms reeking of sweat and testosterone.
They hang with mates and their main goals in life seem to be how to get to the next level on Games Of Blood Thirsty War and Stolen Very Fast Cars. I knew of one boy so badly addicted to Games that he didn't come out of his room except to eat and avail himself of the facilities for two and a half years.
Games relax them they all said.
They have no concept of what showering regularly is and fart a lot. There is one teen boy no one will share a room with as his farts fill the room in a green cloud and can be sliced up in slivers.
They bring home their mates and any Mother will tell you that she will " always miss her Son but she will never miss his friends "
The brain develops more slowly in teen boys than Girls. A girl is usually four years ahead in maturity. Her brain is fully developed at 23 and his at 27.
And even then I don't think it's fully developed.
I had four brothers. One tends to learn all about male perfidities from Brothers.
One said that if he were female he would marry a Woman. He said " Men, all men are selfish bastards"
Males complain about girls being " hangers " but I am yet to meet a male who is happy with being a part time partner. They want their cake, they want to eat it and look out world. All men think they are Kings and can control their own situation.
They become terribly frightened " Some Gold Digging Bitch " will come along and take their money. Ask any female what men get so trembly about in a divorce and it's a one word answer,
Money.
Teen girls and boys have a tough road ahead without being bullied on the Internet.
Life has changed since I was a teen.
At their ages I was more worried about getting good marks at school. The Beatles and Fashion became important at 15.
Boys of my age were rude pathetic, little dweebs and best ignored. With sweaty palms and an incredible passion and curiosity for breasts.
I was more interested in what my friends were doing and saying. Then trying to find makeup that covered spots, clothes that were on trend and dressing alike. We gossiped and went out all dressed up. We had to see and be seen.
We had to do homework or else, help in the house, look gorgeous and flounce about. Spoiled by Daddies who worked full time and swung us in the air when they arrived home.
None of these teen girls that were bullied had told their parents they had been beaten up.
They told me as I was " Switzerland " to them. They knew I wouldn't judge them or freak out.
They just had to tell someone. I told them to block the trolls and get on with living. To be proud of themselves. To make the World a better place. To put boys on hold for the time being. But mainly to like themselves as self esteem and confidence are attractive qualities.
And thank God they listened.
I saw them again just the other day, they ran with our new Maltese Shitzu adorable pups. All looked happy. They had gone off Facebook, all of them, their lives had improved and I am so proud.
Three pretty young teenage girls live in my neighbourhood. Last Summer as I watered and weeded the front garden I would meet and greet them. They were full of the joys of life. Looking forward to their own mapped out lives. Boys, babies, sex, families built in their dreams and dancing like sugar plums in their heads.
Innocent girls.
A few months later as the nights lengthened and days shortened I had cause to speak to them again. They seemed subdued, heads down, hoodies on, covering features. At this age the worst they should be worrying about is how to get rid of a little acne and how to apply makeup.
I deliberately steped in front of one as they scurried past.
The ring leader of a gang now grown to four.
She finally broke down and told me they had been bullied on Facebook.
I assured her it was just a troll and didn't affect their immediate lives.
People on the end of a computer saying negative things. I assured them all would get better as they matured.
Tanee a stunning tall 12 year old, (who looked 15 at the very least ) spoke out.
" We've been bullied " she said.
I reiterated the detractors were just ugly people who had no lives, wraiths on a computer who could say what they wanted with no checks and balances in place.
I was so wrong.
Two had been beaten up by other females, who stepped out of Cyberspace and became flesh and
blood.
I couldn't believe these so very young girls had been beaten up, but worse still by other females.
I had no idea what to say. I had never been bullied in my life.
Somehow I rallied almost tripping over my words in an angry stutter.
This shouldn't be, couldn't be happening.
And so young, 12, 13.
It was over certain boys they said and I answered them by saying,
" You are too young to be worrying about boys "
Having help raise seven or eight teen boys I knew how insufferable they could be. Deliberately not answering their phones if a girl should call.
Teen boys are basically a law unto themselves.
They eat, in fact they never stop eating, they grunt, they eat, grunt, retreat to their messy smelly rooms reeking of sweat and testosterone.
They hang with mates and their main goals in life seem to be how to get to the next level on Games Of Blood Thirsty War and Stolen Very Fast Cars. I knew of one boy so badly addicted to Games that he didn't come out of his room except to eat and avail himself of the facilities for two and a half years.
Games relax them they all said.
They have no concept of what showering regularly is and fart a lot. There is one teen boy no one will share a room with as his farts fill the room in a green cloud and can be sliced up in slivers.
They bring home their mates and any Mother will tell you that she will " always miss her Son but she will never miss his friends "
The brain develops more slowly in teen boys than Girls. A girl is usually four years ahead in maturity. Her brain is fully developed at 23 and his at 27.
And even then I don't think it's fully developed.
I had four brothers. One tends to learn all about male perfidities from Brothers.
One said that if he were female he would marry a Woman. He said " Men, all men are selfish bastards"
Males complain about girls being " hangers " but I am yet to meet a male who is happy with being a part time partner. They want their cake, they want to eat it and look out world. All men think they are Kings and can control their own situation.
They become terribly frightened " Some Gold Digging Bitch " will come along and take their money. Ask any female what men get so trembly about in a divorce and it's a one word answer,
Money.
Teen girls and boys have a tough road ahead without being bullied on the Internet.
Life has changed since I was a teen.
At their ages I was more worried about getting good marks at school. The Beatles and Fashion became important at 15.
Boys of my age were rude pathetic, little dweebs and best ignored. With sweaty palms and an incredible passion and curiosity for breasts.
I was more interested in what my friends were doing and saying. Then trying to find makeup that covered spots, clothes that were on trend and dressing alike. We gossiped and went out all dressed up. We had to see and be seen.
We had to do homework or else, help in the house, look gorgeous and flounce about. Spoiled by Daddies who worked full time and swung us in the air when they arrived home.
None of these teen girls that were bullied had told their parents they had been beaten up.
They told me as I was " Switzerland " to them. They knew I wouldn't judge them or freak out.
They just had to tell someone. I told them to block the trolls and get on with living. To be proud of themselves. To make the World a better place. To put boys on hold for the time being. But mainly to like themselves as self esteem and confidence are attractive qualities.
And thank God they listened.
I saw them again just the other day, they ran with our new Maltese Shitzu adorable pups. All looked happy. They had gone off Facebook, all of them, their lives had improved and I am so proud.
