The Drinking Fountain

During my seventh grade year I was bullied by a teacher. It all happened when I was with my friend at the drinking fountain. He was getting a drink of water and I was poking him. Since he was my friend he didn’t care that much and he was laughing. Well, the teacher came up to me when I was about to get my drink of water and she shoved my head into the bubbler. She forced me to take a drink and told my friend to do to me what I did to him. Maybe she thought I was picking on that kid but he was my friend and still is one of my best friends. At that moment my own brother and his friend saw this happen and the teacher stopped and pulled my head back. The way she reacted was to laugh. What my brother and his friend did was to take this to the principal. I was called down to the office one day about this whole fiasco to talk to the principal about it. I had to write down on paper what happened that day. I was not alone in the office. The other people in the office were my friend, my brother, and his friend. They were in there because they all saw what happened that very day. They also had to write about what happened at the drinking fountain. The day after this teacher was in the office along with me. She was called in by Mr. Daul so she could apologize to me. I accepted her apology and no one spoke about it again.