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All you old hard knuckles crack me up. Teaching your kids how to fight. I did the same. My young kids got boxing lessons in the living room. Sweep the leg and ground and pound. Keep your dukes up and protect your chin. Crying won't help you.

^^^^^^ this is what's wrong with this country, FUQK an attorney. Unfortunately you're not wrong, but I still ain't calling no gawd damm lawyer.

In my small Iowa town in grade school, if there was an altercation between boys, we all went down to the gym.

The entire class attended. The boxing gloves came out and we went at it. Somebody cried or wimped out until it was over.

That ended by junior high school. That was back in the 1960's. I pretty much got along with most, so I never had to punch it out there.

after reading that post... all I can say is congrats to your son and his proud dad...

sound like the punk got what he deserved.. about time in our society, A Holes get what they deserve...
not excuses being made up to protect them.

The other kid got two days off as well. Equal punishment. I’m off the next three days so we’re gonna burn up a bunch of ammo. I just got home from 20mile and if it wasn’t such a schit show right now I’d run back down with him and go for a boat ride looking for a bear.

A friend got a call from the principal one evening,

"Jerry, I just called to touch base. We had an incident today.
Two boys were picking on a kid who often gets bullied. I guess
It got a bit nasty, and your son threw one of them against a locker,
And hit the other. Several times. No one is hurt badly, some bruises and
small cuts. In light of our zero violence tolerance policy, I'm calling to
let you know your son was involved in a violent incident."



My friend was telling me this over the CB the next morning,
And he was pissed! Couldn't understand why his boy was singled
out, and his parents called to get him in trouble.

I laughed. Told him,
"Hey, I know the principle well. He is a good guy, had three good
boys. A bit arrogant, but all 4 are decent guys who would have done
the same thing your boy did. Your son hit someone, they had to
do something. So he did.

The absolute least he could do!


And he prefaced the "bad news" with a description of why your son did it.
A description that would have made most dad's trying to raise a
solid, honorable man, damn proud."

Lawyering up Seems like an expensive solution to a problem that ain’t apparent yet to me. Second time around maybe, but in a LOT of fights the he said, she said leading up to it ain’t that clear-cut.

First off the three day suspension for both parties ain’t about blame or punishment, it’s about the school atmosphere and the safety of both parties.

It also makes throwing a punch a major production that’s going to separate them from their friends/girlfriend for three days and also involve their parents. Even bad parents can find it a hassle to have young Johnny home for three days.

Ya gotta recall the mindset of teenagers, they are at an age when not getting a lunch period or being kept 30 minutes after school (AKA “detention”) can actually be a deterrent.

Again, I’m really surprised both sets of parents weren’t called in with the OP’s incident.

That's right, and Bullies learn lessons.

Times are different now...

We grew up in an age where shotguns and deer rifles in the back window of a pick up at school was a standard. The odd fistfight was throttled but no school shootings, we were just different.

As members of the FFA we rode the busses as help, monitors for the drivers. I lived 1/4 mile from the high school, but got up every morning and out the door at 5:30 to be picked up by Mr. Harris on his route. (it ran though the Milan Arsenal to Area Q, got to see deer every day). Only did the morning run as I had football in the afternoons. One of the kids at Lavina, named Ava was the sister of one of my older siblings best friends, we knew their family well from the basketball association and the younger sister was "Special Needs", sweet kid but pretty simple. Her mom counted on me to look after her and I did.

Homecoming came and went and Monday Ava was not out front waiting, but her Mom was. She told me that two of the boys at school had "asked" her to Homecoming, thinking they were serious she got dolled up and waited, and waited...broken hearted at Church that Sunday she asked the boys why they did not pick her up and they laughed and derided her about her status as a SPED and told her she was ugly, why would anyone want to go out with her.

To complicate things the boys were sons of the Presbyterian preacher, one a Senior the other a Sophomore, they had money enough that they drove to school instead of riding the bus. When Mrs. Gardner told me the story and I got just how hard that hit little Ava, she was so embarrassed she could not get out of bed it flew all over me.

When we got to school I reported to my Vo Ag Teacher as we were supposed to do and then went to see the Principal. (It must be noted here that my Mother was the upper division math and science teacher, so any and everything I did at school was instantly known and under a microscope). I told Mort (a pejorative as he looked just like Mortimer Snerd, really) he could either handle it or I would. He blew it off and said "fine". License says I.

At the next class change I sidled up to the two miscreants and they were yuking it up to their buds about how they "got" the "retard". I allowed as to how that was less than a decent thing to do loud enough for all in the hall to hear, and stuffed them one each into their lockers and shut them inside and slapped their combination locks shut. The ensuing ruckus brought the Assistant Principal on the run, amazing how much noise can be made from inside a locker with no more room to wiggle than there is.

Very quickly I was summoned to the Office and old Mort was redfaced and spinning in place. The kids Dad was at hand, threating charges for kidnapping and all sorts of stuff, and of course the matriarchal unit was called in as well along with Mr. Rawls, the Vo Ag Teacher in charge of the Bus Brigade. Oh Crap, now I am in real trouble, court is in session. As the issue began to be sorted out as to the why, my Mother's and the Secretary's face went ashen when I explained the cause that warranted my resultant action and I allowed as how I though a gentle grasping by the neck and tossing into the holes in the wall was better than the beating I knew they deserved. Public embarrassment tit for tat so to speak. Them two women lit up like hens on a June bug at the pure malevolence of the boys treatment of poor Ava and from being the heel one second, I was a Champion the next. They flogged the kids and the father mercilessly, why the very thought of such a thing. Mort sent the preacher packing and I got a severe taking to by the Principal, my Vo Ag teacher just rubbed his hands like he did and chortled. That was the official end of that...

I got grounded for a week and my keys taken away for that same time period, how could I put her in that position in front of her peers, but Pop told me she was actually pretty proud, and was glad I did not show up in front of the judge...this time.

Good on your son for standing up, we need more like him!

I love a happy ending.

See a ton of these little punk kids these days, not yours, the other kid. Broken homes, dad not around, stuff like that. Or they just learn it from their sorry ass parents. There was always one growing up, but now, I swear my kids have a several they have to deal with. And the parents make excuse after excuse for them instead of dealing with it. Always the others kids fault.

My son is a good little baseball player, he gets a lot of jealousy his way and trash talking from others...not having fun trash talk, being ugly trash talk. This one punk was talking trash at the batting cages before the game, during the game while my son was pitching, actually got a unsportsman like penalty. His coaches weren't doing anything to stop it, the parents werent doing anything. I think they were enjoying it or wanting it to get into my sons head. Then after we won, he talked trashed during the hand shakes and my son pushed him. Of course people saw and things went south quick, yelling from coaches, parents, etc. I did make the comment the kid deserved it, and he did...but I did have the conversation with my son about putting your hands on someone first. It was a learning experience for him but after over two hours of taunting, he had had enough and it was evident the adults on the other side didn't take the opportunity to put it to a stop. I just glad he didn't knock his teeth out. Of course my son and I were the bad guys after that incident. Had a pow pow with the punks parents after the game, of course their son doesnt do anything bad, and while we are talking, he walks up to my wifes car and starts yelling at my son who is sitting in the back seat.

My son nohit them the next game we played them.

Funny this thread comes up when it does. My 12 yo daughter and her good friend are going through something similar. There is a smart but trailer girl in their grade who taunts and speaks behind their backs but tries to be nice to their faces. I explained to my girl in front of the wife that the other girl is a classic bully. I also told her there is one thing bullies at this age will understand - that is pain and blood. Now, my daughter is a really sweet kid and prefers not to be confrontational. I told her I was bullied when I was young and at times was even a bully. I am not proud of either. I also told her a bully will keep taking a piece of you if you let them. To this day I regret what I did and did not do about it myself. So, I said if you want to put an immediate stop to the bully girl you break her nose with a good punch in front of all the other kids. While she is screaming on the ground you tell her loud enough for other to hear that the BS stops now or it will be 2x as bad the next time. Honestly, I hope my little one decks the kid. To the OP: good for the boy. Exactly how it should have been handled. Puzzy schools have no idea what a disservice they do to kids these days.

For all his faults, my dad had my back when it came to these issues.

Never ever got grounded nor suspended for any of the fights.

He taught me that unless they bring a referee to a street fight, you do whatever it takes. Kicking, biting, whatever. Didn't start anything, but finished plenty. School officials learned quickly that the threat of calling my parents backfired on them instantly.

Dad forbade me to fight as I got into jr high. He was afraid for the other kid.

Last school fight was in high school with the best friend of the Pastor's kid. Afterwards, I was approached by teachers, my baseball coach, and the pastor who all told me the punk beatdown was overdue. Yeah, this was a Christian School, run by cowards.

Told our kids that if somebody is bullying them and they don't stop when asked, to bust them in the mouth. My boy is timid and would never do it. Daughter (8 years old) on the other hand is kind of a souped up wildcat. Her fear is 'getting in trouble and in school suspension'. I told her big deal, you'll have to go sit in the principals office (her buddy) and read books all day (not a punishment for her). She's still hesitant though. Even tried to sweeten the deal with promises of ice cream afterwards. Time will tell.

I’d reward him for standing up! They are trying to wussify boys in this country. My Dad would beat my azz if he found out someone picked on me and I didn’t defend myself. Makes me happy that some guys are raising their kids right!

Ron

My son, "High Brass", got into a fight just before Christmas 1990. I was deployed for Desert Shield/Desert Storm and got back in April '91. Chad told me about it after we went squirrel hunting that Fall. He said the school bully was going around telling other kids he was going to stab Chad. Chad walked up to the bully after school and told him he didn't want trouble with him The bully sucker punched Chad and Chad went off. Got on top of the bull and beat the crap out of him. Other students had to pull him off. Rumor had it two teachers saw the fight and when they saw Chad was winning they disappeared. Most of Chad's suspension was during the Christmas break. While on shore leave Chad got into a fight in a bar with another Marine. The other guy was always getting into fights. He got Chad down and Chad got him off but got the worst of it. When he got back to the ship he was called in and asked about it. They wanted to burn the other guy and asked who threw the first punch. Chad told them they were equally at fault and told them, "Two Marines drinking in a bar. Whay could go wrong?" It was dropped. Chad and the other guy became friends. The other guy asked some of the Marines, "Have you ever got into a fight with Wedd (Weddington)? The others told him no, they had more sense. The guy told them, "Don't, he hits really hard and he didn't want seconds on it!"

3 things I always told my boys.

1) Don't be an assshole and start a fight or be a bully.

2) You may not win, but make damn sure they would think twice about the next time. It's a fight and the object is to win.

3) Stand up to anyone who is going to bully the little guy.

Said I would back them up 100%. Oldest got into 1 fight. Ended quickly. 1 punch each. Other kid hit first, mine hit last. That was the end of it.

Youngest is too well liked by everyone, including the teachers. I don't think he ever met a stranger. No one has ever messed with him.


Clyde

Thanks God you explained what BJJ training is. It definitely did not read well. Good on your son

I went round and round with the boys principal at my kids school. I simply asked him to stop the other kid poking at my son. I told him Matt had two brothers that would not take anywhere near what Matt did and they would be turned loose if it didn't stop. Got yada, yada, yada from the idiot. I finally told the boys to go to Matts last class and walk out with him. They got there right as the bully was starting in on Matt and lumped up the kid pretty good. It's funny that one son worked him over because it was the right thing to do and the other because he kind of liked it but he wasn't a bully. I took them all out of school for a few days instead of the in house suspension, went camping in the desert to ride dirt bikes.

We need your shipping address so we can get the Father of the Year Trophy to you.


Okie John