I remember teachers and adults acting like groups of kids making up chants about me in front of them wasn't anything they could do anything about.
Unless it was a swear word or a slur there was no response or recourse.
And that's just so bizarre to me.
I'm trying to imagine myself just sitting there as a kid cries while six kids make fun of them. I can't. I would feel like I was overseeing the persecution like some kind of captain of meanness.