Anti-Bullying TV Campaign

[Jaiisun]

I just saw the latest advert for anti-bullying and it features a number of celebrities (including Rio Ferdinand, Sharon Osbourne and Kelly Holmes) reciting a poem written by a victim of bullying.

See the advert at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rMAu09MZa3s

The poem reads:

I'm the person, you bullied at school
I'm the person, who didn't know how to be cool

I'm the person, that you alienated
I'm the person, you ridiculed and hated

I'm the person, who sat on her own
I'm the person, who walked home alone

I'm the person, you scared every day
I'm the person, who has nothing to say

I'm the person, with hurt in his eyes
I'm the person, you never saw cry

I'm the person, living alone in his fears
I'm the person, destroyed by his peers

I'm the person, who drowned in your scourn
I'm the person, who wished he hadn't been born

I'm the person, you destroyed for fun
I'm the person, not the only one

I'm the person, whose name you didn't know
I'm the person, who just can't let go

I'm the person, who has feelings too
I'm the person...
just like you.

The poem upsets me.
Any more views?

[Ostinato]

Yeh it's all celebrities who were bullied when they were children. I think it's extremely effective and is a succesful aid in giving children a sense of hope. By seeing such large and successful celebrities who have overcame bullying, it creates this idea of hope - that they can too.

I think the poem's really quite emotional, but thats what makes it so effective.

[Jnike]

This Is A True And Powerfull Story If You Have A Weak Emotions Please Look Away

I love my Dad; O Dear God i do
But some things i need to ask why
Because isnt my love in my heart
Good enough; He likes to see me hurt and cry?

It happens every week;
Since i turned eight years old
Please understand im thirteen and weak
This is an act; bravery and bold

I want to tell you; so much
So maybe one of you can help me?
I can't do this on my own; alone
So please im begging on my knees

Friday night; Pub night for Dad
So he forgets all about my Mom
Drinks till he can hardly stand
Sometimes a quick drink for fun?

Mom left me when i was seven and a half
But its all in the past; o i miss her though
I look at my father; crying he is
But when is it time; for his pain to show

Friday after a drink; he can stand and walk
Hes not out his face; tripping to fall
"Jess get down these staires"
At 12 Midnight; Its not like him to call

Walking in my nighty; rubbing my eyes
My fathers sitting on the sofa with his friend
He pats the seat in the middle; i sit
Shivering so cold; a quilt he lends

"Jessy you love me dont you" a smile; his
Their breathe spirts weep
"Daddy you know i do; what is it?"
He smiles at his friend; his hand creeps

His friend takes my hand; looks me in the eyes
Daddys creeping up my nightie; cold hands
I try to pull his hand away; grip is strong!
They look at one another; nod; something planned

I feel my palms sweat; Daddys under my knickers
"Daddy im going to bed! Night" Pulling again
But there grip is to strong for weak me
I look at both; and ask, who are these men?

His fingers going up me; pulling away
His friend leans forward; a kiss? Why?
His toungue moving mine; my eyes squint
Lean back and away; "Why are you doing this?"

No answer, i feel the pain inside me; him
Chucks the quilt on the floor; me to
I try and scamper away, but im not fast
"O Daddy please, i love you"

His friend; pulling at my nightie
And my Dad pulling my pants down
His friend pinning my hands to the floor
As my Dad lies himself on the ground

I squirm; as Daddy friend pulls me up
And places me ontop of Daddy; thursts within
I cry; i bite; i scratch; i slap; i fail
"O Daddy please you win you win!"

I can feel my skin rip; my virginity breaking free
I can feel the blood seep down my leg
"Daddy your hurting me please"
I plead to him and his friend; not even a beg

Daddys laughing; why does he laugh?
His friend shoves himself in my mouth and moans
Tieing my hands togather; moving in and out
"Ride me Jessy" He laughs and groans

They smile at one another; laugh to
They roll me over and spread me wide
My daddy sits on my face; himself in again
While his friend talks and pushes himself inside

I can hardly breathe; i gag for air
I cough and splutter; cry and weep
I beg and plead; but its no use
Theyve already made me hurt and bleed

I stare into his eyes; that look upon me
This is not my Dad; where is he?
If he was still here; would he care
Would he actually even; see?

Finally they get of and lie me on the sofa
My cheeks blouchy from tears and pain
They play with them selfs; all over me
Rub it in; making me feel the shame

"Why Daddy? Please tell me why?"
Dad looks at his friend; and waves him away
"Jessy i love you" he smiles and kisses my cheek
"Is that all you have in your heart to say?"

He puts my nightie on me
I walks me to my bedroom door
Ever since that night; His friend
And himself every Friday come back for more

"Night sweet Girl; You are my life"
Closing the door, tears still down my face
Still the smell of him and his friend
Fade into me like disgrace


I watch the Moon go down; the sun come up
"Jessy its school" Knocking at my door
I cant help but cry; weep in pain
Because im so scared he wanted more

But one night daddy took it too far
Daddy and his friend came back for one last shot
They were worried they would get caught
So he and his friend took me to a cemetary lot

I was blindfolded and my hands were tied back
"Daddy please!! Not tonight!"
Daddy and his friend both had their last fun
After that i tried to put up a fight

I begged daddy "Please no more!"
All he could say "Shut up you stupid *****!"
Daddy unblindfolded me at last
He said I love you so much

He went back into the car and pulled out a bat
"Daddy I swear I wont say a thing!!!!"
I was dead
After only one swing ..


My name is
Sarah....


I
am but three,




My eyess are
swollen


I cannot see,




I
must be stupid


I must be bad,




What else
could have
made

My daddy so
mad?


I
wish i weren't
ugly,




Then maybe
my mommy

Would still
want to hug
me.





I
can't speak at
all




I
can't do a
wrong



Or
else i'm locked
up

All the day
long.



When i awake
i'm all alone

The house is
dark

My folks aren't
home


When my
mummy does
come
I'll
try and be nice,




So maybe i'll
get just

One whipping
tonight.



Don't make a
sound!
I
just heard a
car



My daddy is
back

From Charlie's
Bar.




I
hear him curse


My name he
calls




I press myself

Against the
wall





I try and hide

From his evil
eyes




I'm so afraid
now

I'm starting to
cry





He finds me
weeping

He shouts ugly
words,



He says its my
falt

That he suffers
at work.




He
slaps me and
hits me

And yells at me
more,





I
finally get free

And run for
the door.





He's already
locked it

And i started to
bawl,



He
takes me and
throws me

Against the
hard wall.




I
fall to the floor

With my bones
nearly broken,




And my daddy
continues

With more bad
words spoken.



"I'm sorry!",i
scream

But it's now
much too late


His
face has been
twisted

Into
unimaginable
hate



The hurt and
the pain

Again and
again


Oh
please God,
have mercy!


Oh please let it
end!

And he finally
stops

And heads for
the door,




While i lay
there
motionless

Sprwled on
the floor


My name is
Sarah

I am but
three,

Tonight my
daddy

Murdered me.

If You Are
Affected By Any
Of This Do
Something
Because In The
World Its Not
Only Happend
To Sarah But
Many Other
Children As
Well
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My name is
Sarah....


I
am but three,




My eyess are
swollen


I cannot see,




I
must be stupid


I must be bad,




What else
could have
made

My daddy so
mad?


I
wish i weren't
ugly,




Then maybe
my mommy

Would still
want to hug
me.





I
can't speak at
all




I
can't do a
wrong



Or
else i'm locked
up

All the day
long.



When i awake
i'm all alone

The house is
dark

My folks aren't
home


When my
mummy does
come
I'll
try and be nice,




So maybe i'll
get just

One whipping
tonight.



Don't make a
sound!
I
just heard a
car



My daddy is
back

From Charlie's
Bar.




I
hear him curse


My name he
calls




I press myself

Against the
wall





I try and hide

From his evil
eyes




I'm so afraid
now

I'm starting to
cry





He finds me
weeping

He shouts ugly
words,



He says its my
falt

That he suffers
at work.




He
slaps me and
hits me

And yells at me
more,





I
finally get free

And run for
the door.





He's already
locked it

And i started to
bawl,



He
takes me and
throws me

Against the
hard wall.




I
fall to the floor

With my bones
nearly broken,




And my daddy
continues

With more bad
words spoken.



"I'm sorry!",i
scream

But it's now
much too late


His
face has been
twisted

Into
unimaginable
hate



The hurt and
the pain

Again and
again


Oh
please God,
have mercy!


Oh please let it
end!

And he finally
stops

And heads for
the door,




While i lay
there
motionless

Sprwled on
the floor


My name is
Sarah

I am but
three,

Tonight my
daddy

Murdered me.

If You Are
Affected By Any
Of This Do
Something
Because In The
World Its Not
Only Happend
To Sarah But
Many Other
Children As
Well
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Website Or
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My name is
Sarah....


I
am but three,




My eyess are
swollen


I cannot see,




I
must be stupid


I must be bad,




What else
could have
made

My daddy so
mad?


I
wish i weren't
ugly,




Then maybe
my mommy

Would still
want to hug
me.





I
can't speak at
all




I
can't do a
wrong



Or
else i'm locked
up

All the day
long.



When i awake
i'm all alone

The house is
dark

My folks aren't
home


When my
mummy does
come
I'll
try and be nice,




So maybe i'll
get just

One whipping
tonight.



Don't make a
sound!
I
just heard a
car



My daddy is
back

From Charlie's
Bar.




I
hear him curse


My name he
calls




I press myself

Against the
wall





I try and hide

From his evil
eyes




I'm so afraid
now

I'm starting to
cry





He finds me
weeping

He shouts ugly
words,



He says its my
falt

That he suffers
at work.




He
slaps me and
hits me

And yells at me
more,





I
finally get free

And run for
the door.





He's already
locked it

And i started to
bawl,



He
takes me and
throws me

Against the
hard wall.




I
fall to the floor

With my bones
nearly broken,




And my daddy
continues

With more bad
words spoken.



"I'm sorry!",i
scream

But it's now
much too late


His
face has been
twisted

Into
unimaginable
hate



The hurt and
the pain

Again and
again


Oh
please God,
have mercy!


Oh please let it
end!

And he finally
stops

And heads for
the door,




While i lay
there
motionless

Sprwled on
the floor


My name is
Sarah

I am but
three,

Tonight my
daddy

Murdered me.

If You Are
Affected By Any
Of This Do
Something
Because In The
World Its Not
Only Happend
To Sarah But
Many Other
Children As
Well
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