And..back in the day we just carried book bags and metal lunchboxes. Hit a bully across the head with that, and you might need a new thermos-but he would need a dentist.
My great grandmother figured out that I was hiding from a bully at her house on the way home from school when I was in the 3rd grade.
She told me she was going to lock me out and make me work it out and the first time I didn’t back down he suddenly decided I wasn’t worth the trouble.