It was a regular Monday recess when I was heading to the bathroom with a friend to touch up our make-up when a young girl of color came flying into the bathroom wearing red Nikes and athletic attire. She pushed open the cubicle door and immediately hurled into the toilet bowl.
I asked, “Are you …show more content…
She told me she hated school, but would never tell me why I would ask if it had anything to do with the girls around the toilet block when we left. I just happened to know these girls as I was school captain and meet a lot of new people every day. These girls were the track girls and were all of Caucasian descent. I knew these girls as I ran with them and I knew they could be trouble. They were the type of the girls who would be malicious towards others who didn’t fit the description of their stereotypical group that they had created and they got away with it.
Once leaving the nurse’s office Rahab and I went our separate ways. This left me feeling unhappy and unsatisfied. After further discussions with friends on what I experienced and what I had just witnessed. I decided that young adults should have and feel like there is a place that they can go to feel support. I asked Rahab if she wanted to be a part of this motion. “I – I don’t know,” she replied, scared at the previous …show more content…
This facility would allow young girls of any age or ethnicity who had experienced the same or similar forms of bullying, a place where they could voice their opinions. This was an opportunity to escape, a place to feel safe and a place where new friendships could blossom. I approached Rahab after the meeting with the teachers, and I begged her to come forward and communicate with the teachers and other students on the bullying she had been facing. Once she told her story to the teachers and the other students I could see her eyes start to brighten up and sense she felt relieved by letting everything out. As we left the office Rahab stopped me and hugged me, expressing her