Poem about a brave teddy bear, written by the mother of a first grader who was bullied. |
Teddy, baby, Bubba Bear, I gave you liposuction. Your request had been so odd, but when I saw her there in tears, I knew the first of twelve more years would be the worst -- It was then that you and I had sworn she'd never fear another, no more ridicule the rule. You'd been so brilliant -- with your stuffing nip and tuck, you got that mean and hungry look and as the mothers picked their jaws up off the floor, those little boys knew not to mess around with her -- I bet you couldn't help but laugh when little Christopher got sick... He'd never seen a bear like you before, so sinister, but ssssssssssexy in a twisted sort of way. You were completely inappropriate, but that had been your point... You opened up and gave her closure -- no more bullies, for you ripped them at the seams. You gave them quite a scare, reminding them that all of us are more than just the skins we wear -- you brought their insides out and in those unsuspecting moments, they let go of all the silly stuff they ever thought was real -- the stuff they'd been afraid to feel. |