Summer passed quickly.

The new school term has started and the three Holland boys are now in Don Hyde Preparatory School, Tom in Year 4 and the twins in Year 1.

Grace attends seventh grade at a nearby co-educational school.

After skipping one level, she is now 1 year younger than her classmates in the same grade, and there is not much difference in height. The height of 12-year-old boys also varies, and she is not too small.

Skipping a grade means that she must be doing well in her studies. As we all know, children who do well in school are often bullied in school, and Grace is no exception.

Bullies Bullying has nothing to do with how you look, even if she's a pretty girl.They laughed at her not-so-caucasian looks, knowing that her mother was Chinese, they deliberately put their fingers on the corners of her eyes in front of her, stretched the eye slits, and imitated the squinting eyes of Chinese people stereotyped by Westerners, even though Grace had A pair of beautiful big deer-like eyes, and Mrs. Elliott's eyes are also big, not the phoenix eyes that are stereotyped at all.

Grace was very angry and complained to her father, "I want to punch him in the face that is as ugly as a slimy worm!"

David thought for a moment, "Really so angry?"

She nodded vigorously, "Very angry."

David pondered, "Why don't you give him a warning first, once, twice, if he hasn't realized his mistake, you can beat him the third time."

"To what extent was the beating?"

"Beat until he walks around you the next time he sees you."

Grace nodded seriously, "I see."

Before the weekend, the school called the Elliotts to go to school: Grace had a fight with her classmates.

David and Juliet drove to the school separately.

The headmaster's office, where David went first, and Grace and the boy were both sitting outside the headmaster's office, as far away from each other as possible.

Both children had bruises on their faces and were crying.

When Grace saw her father, she was so wronged, "Dad! He hit me!" She was wearing a long-sleeved school uniform jacket, took off the jacket, and showed David the bruise on her arm.

David was so distressed that he immediately glared at the boy. As soon as the boy said "I'm not, I don't have one", he was so stared at that he couldn't speak: the height of 183cm is still very tall for a 12-year-old boy.Although David was thin, he wasn't that unhealthy thin, but relatively thin. His height alone could overwhelm the boy, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to speak.

David quickly took Grace into the principal's office.

Juliet came in 15 minutes late, and frowned when she saw her daughter looking pitiful and tearful. "Who bullied you?"

"Alan, Peterson." Grace sniffled, tears streaming down again, with an expression of "I tried my best not to cry but I couldn't help it".

The headmaster hurriedly brought a tissue box to her, "Stop crying." Then he said to Juliet: "Mrs. Elliott, Miss Elliott will not have to continue the rest of the class today. She will take a good rest at home and come back next Wednesday." Go to class. I suggest that you—” with a quick glance at Grace, “take her to see a psychiatrist. I will speak to Mr. Peterson about the bill, and let him bear Miss Elliott’s bill.”

Juliet was a little surprised not knowing what her husband had said to the principal.

A few minutes later, the Petersons' parents also arrived.

The principal first let Peterson's parents see the redness on Grace's face and the bruises on her arms, and then asked Juliet to take Grace away.

Juliet's clothes are very particular. They are not very expensive items, but they are all big brands. She is very slender, with exquisite makeup on her face, and high heels with at least 6cm on her feet.Walk past Mrs. Peterson, at least a head taller than Mrs. Peterson.

Grace followed her mother without looking at that bastard Ellen.

After walking out of the teaching building, Juliet asked, "Did Alan really hit you?"

"Maybe a hit," Grace pointed to her face, "but I guarantee he hurts more than me."

"What happened to the arm?"

"I pinched it myself."

"Did he beg for mercy?"

"Begging for mercy. Hee hee, it's really funny."

Juliet stopped, pinched her chin, and took a closer look, "It's okay, it's not serious. Go home and roll a few times with eggs."

"Mom, I want to eat pizza."

"Okay, let Dad go shopping on the way home later. I'll take you home first."

After getting into the car, Juliet asked again: "Do you need to see a psychiatrist?"

"No need, but if I can make Mr. Peterson angry with Allen, I don't mind going to the clinic for an hour." After thinking about it, she asked a little cautiously: "Mom, do you think I'm a bad person?" child?"

"Bad? How come? You are my baby, as long as you have a reason for doing things, I won't blame you." She reached out and rubbed Grace's head, "You are my child, and I am unconditionally inclined to you." Grace pursed her lips and smiled: She may be the "bear child" in the eyes of the Petersons, and her parents will also be the "bear parents" in the eyes of the Petersons.

Mrs. Elliott was probably not a good cook, and Mrs. Holland had sensed that.The Elliotts did not invite them to dinner at home, but chose to go to a restaurant.David skillfully said that he was in charge of washing the dishes at home, but staying at home every day was boring, so let's go out to eat, and didn't mention who was in charge of cooking.

The choice of restaurant is also very suitable, the price is moderate and the environment is comfortable.

The twins were still too old to sit still, so Dominique hired a nanny to take care of the twins at home, but didn't take them out for dinner.

Grace sat with Tom, and Tom asked, "What happened to your face?"

The left side of her cheek was still swollen, and both Dominique and Nikki noticed it, but couldn't ask.

"There was a fight at school." Grace said indifferently.

Tom was surprised: "Fight?"

Juliet immediately explained to Nikki, "What happened at school, a kid hit her."

Nikki felt distressed, "How did you deal with it?"

"The boy is out for a week and Grace is home until next Tuesday."

Dominic frowned, thinking of Tom.It would be a lie to say that he didn't know that Tom was being bullied at school, but Tom didn't take the initiative to tell him about this kind of thing, and he didn't know how to talk to him about it.

The Elliot family's education method is a bit strange, but it is not strange.Seeing that the two of them didn't bother about this at all, and Grace didn't feel wronged, it must be that the three people who handled this matter were very satisfied.Dominic really wanted to ask about his family's advanced experience.

Grace didn't share specifics with Tom.She also didn't ask "how are you doing at school", a boy learning to dance must be at the bottom of the small society in a boys' school.Classes in elementary school are not divided by how much savings your family has or how big a house you live in, but by personality. Tom is loved at home, but his parents are too gentle, so he is very soft-tempered and will not Conflict with people.Most children are like this.

She knows that her family is relatively special. Her mother is different from other mothers. Juliet is a first-generation immigrant who was born and raised in China. There are five siblings in her family. No chance of going to college at all.Mother taught her that it should be hers and she can't give it to others. Girls especially need to know how to fight for their rights, including not being bullied at school; if you think you are "not good", then others will not feel "You can do it", this is a simple "self-identification" question.

My mother's method is derived from "success learning", discarding those overly exaggerated motivational sentences, the core is to be sure of yourself, try not to be influenced by foreign objects/outsiders, and solve problems with intelligence Don't use violence, but if violence is the fastest, easiest and most effective way, then use violence.

David's three views are consistent with Juliet.

Tom didn't want to tell his father about the school, but after a few days, he secretly told Grace.

It's normal for a boy to tell his troubles to the girl next door who he thinks is super cool.

"Why didn't you tell your parents?" Grace felt very strange.

"It has nothing to do with the parents, you can't tell your parents what's going on in school."

Grace couldn't understand, "Why? How strange!"

"Parents can't meddle in school affairs. Besides, there's nothing they can do about it."

Grace thought for a moment, "Indeed. They can't beat that boy up. Is it a boy?"

"Correct."

"there's a few?"

"two."

"Are you afraid of fighting?"

Tom hesitated. "Fighting is not allowed in school."

"Fighting is not allowed, but campus bullying is allowed? Tell me, what have they done?"

“It’s — they trip me up at lunchtime, but as long as I get around them. Or bump into me in the hallway and scare me. Or throw my sneakers in gym class to the pool."

"Childish!" Grace rolled her eyes: it's all the same way, either it's a petty scare, a disgusting person, or a verbal humiliation.

Tom said troubledly: "I hate them, but I don't know what to do."

When Hyde was in elementary school, the highest grade was only grade 6, that is to say, the oldest child in this school was less than 12 years old, and 12-year-old boys were actually that.

"You only have two solutions, either pretend they don't exist and try to avoid them. Or, pick the tallest or strongest among them and fight."

Tom struggled, "It's not good to fight."

"Did Mr. Holland say so?"

"Mum said the same."

"There's nothing you can do, you just have to endure it."

Tom was a little disappointed, "Can't there be another way?"

Grace shook her head, "No."

The boy pouted in confusion and disappointment.

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