First grade lessons about bullies

He beat me up! It hurt! I had entered first grade at Waynoka, OK. in 1946 and I was scared. A big kid had flunked first grade the year before and was the ruling monarch of the first-grade playground. I hated going to school. I did not want to be beaten up again by “Kid Bully. I had the choice of running away from home and thus avoiding school and Kid Bully, or I could try to overcome him, the …