My Past (True Story)

Have I ever been in the company of a group of which I was clearly not a member? The sad answer is yes.

This all took place in my primary school, from Primary 4 to Primary 6, since the same batch of "classmates" will stay with me for three years. When I was in Primary 4, I was somewhat very plump and not very tall.

My results were quite good that time, which made most of my classmates very jealous. They also said that I was fat and was very different from them. At first, I thought nothing of it, since they only did childish things like refusing to play with me during recess, and I had good friends from other classes to talk with. So, I ignored them at first.

I even tried to make friends with them, by attempting to play with them during their games, helping them with their schoolwork, inviting them to my birthday party, etc. However, they only got worse in their actions.

Imagine how hurt I was when they spreaded messages not to invite me to birthday parties, not to accept me as a friend. They even went around telling my own friends that they should "un-friend" me unless they wanted to get treated like me. The worse part came when they told one another to call me "Pig".

In school, at the shopping mall, on the internet... they always greeted me as " Pig".

Whenever during project work, I would be the only one without a group, and the reason they gave for not accepting me is "Cause he is fat" or "We just don't like him". I was like a toy being passed around group after group, with the "super unlucky" group ending up with me. Furthermore, during group discussion, I was not allowed to speak or voice my ideas, and all the negative comments my teacher gives will be blamed on me. This carried on until it was decided that I would do all project works on my own.

I still remember an incident when I sought help from a "classmate", he simply brushed me aside and said,"Shut up! I'm busy". However, when his friend came along with a question as well, he spent some time patiently teaching him before he went off.

In Primary 6, I lost a lot of weight and looked like an entirely different person. However I was still treated like an outcast because "once a Shawn Chan always a Shawn Chan". I became fed up with them and only concentrated on my studies.

On the day the PSLE results were released, I got 4th position in my class. So, I made it, came into my school, and left those hooligans once and for all.