My older brother was bullied by some kid when he was in grade school. One day the kid chased him home. My mother saw her son being chased and locked the front door. Unable to get in, with the bully on his heels, my brothers panicked, turned around and, having no other choice, beat the living hell out of his tormenter, whose own mother paid a visit to ours later on to complain. She did not garner much sympathy.
Two good lessons: My brother learned how to defend himself, and the bully probably started to think twice about picking on people.
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