Primary School - where my life went into a downward spiral - and why
I’m a 25 year old “black” woman. And for the sake of American reader’s culture I have to state that I was born female. I’m not transgender, I’m not transsexual, and I never have been. I used to study at a Roman Catholic Primary school in North London. There was 20-30 students in each class (nursery, reception, year 1, year 2, year 3, year 4, year 5, year 6) which was about 160 - 240 students. When I was there, there was less than 10 black students. Some classes didn’t have any. In my class there was 5 other black kids. It wasn’t until about a couple of years ago that I realised how problematic those odds / ratios must have been. I got bullied throughout my entire time there. Back then I mainly remember being bullied for wearing glasses / being short-sighted, tall, and my trousers not being long enough because it was hard to find ones that were my size. The bullying made me very shy From year 2 (around age 7) people started bullying me for a whole different reason, a reason which I wasn...