The Valpo Core Reader
 

Authors

David Lindstedt

Document Type

Narrative Essay

Publication Date

1989

Excerpt

To this day the name of that big kid, Jaime Conrad, strikes a chord of terror in my heart. Towering at a height of five feet and four inches, Jaime plagued my very existence in physical education every day. Gym class with Jaime would have proven traumatic enough for a skinny, uncoordinated boy of eleven, but some demented person at the scheduling office decided that I deserved an even greater punishment and assigned me to Jaime's lunch hour. Besides tripping me and pushing me into walls, Jaime had an agenda of abuse consisting of rigorous name calling, such as "wimp," "shorty," and "10- pound weakling." I always tried to go along with whatever torture he had picked and to act as if it did not bother me. But on one particularly depressing Monday outside the school cafeteria, Jaime had challenged me for the last time.

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