What was your worst elementary school experience?

In fifth grade a skinny boy who lived up the street told me he was going to beat me up after school Monday morning. I was scared to death even though he was wearing a stainless steel leg brace. My mother wrote a note about it to my teacher and, after reading it, she smiled which horrified me. I thought she had to be a sadist as much as I was suffering. After school, something happened. I was so traumatized I don’t know what that was but I cried all the way home.
In sixth grade he was still a skinny twerp with a leg brace; I, on the other hand, was a mass of rock hard flesh after riding bikes all summer. We passed in the aisle and I kicked him with all my might in the leg. God, that felt good . His mother called mine about it but mom never corrected me. ha. Now, we’re Facebook “friends.” I haven’t brought it up to him yet.