The boys have been complaining about getting 'picked on' in school lately, so as the DAD and the Speaker Of Chinese (yeah, right!), it was my job to go in this morning and see what was going on and see who was bullying my boys. Papa Bear was ready to kick some little Chinese keister!
Before going to the principal's office with both barrels loaded, I stopped by Peter and Jack's rooms to see if they could identify the perp. It turns out the offending boy is in their 1st grade Chinese class (yes, he's a 1st grader), but he is very rambunctious. He's the ringleader of a few other kids that are shooting spit balls, smacking them on the back and throwing odds and ends at them all in a bid to get their attention.
I took Peter out of his class and he saw the boy doing exercises with the rest of the 1st graders in the courtyard. He said, "Dad, that's HIM!" So now I had the ammunition I needed for the principal's office.
I told the principal this boy had been causing trouble, and described what he was wearing and what he had been doing. They pulled that boy out of class and took him to another office for awhile doing God knows what to him. By this time, we had the principal, the boy's teacher, the vice principal, the secretary, Peter, myself, and the English teacher to help with translation.
In walked this tiny little first grader, eyes puffy from crying, maybe half the size of Peter, that had been the source of my boys' frustration for the past couple of weeks. Though he had been crying from all of the negative attention, you could tell from the glint in his eye that he was full of piss and vinegar! The principal and vice-principal said they were very familiar with him.
The principal and teachers all took their turn berating the boy, then the boy he turned to us, very upset, and made a nice apology. Peter and I each shook hands with him and I told him that now he could be our friend. So we shall see if this fixes the problem!