Words Can Hurt

When I was little my mom and dad tough me that “Words can hurt.” When I was like 4-5 years old I use to say bad words like stupid to people I didn’t even know. One day I said a bad word to an older person and she told my mom that I had called her estupida/stupid so my mom got mad and grounded me so I couldn’t watch TV. But I still didn’t listen so the next day I called a boy that passed by my house stupid and he said something bad to me and that’s when I realized that words can hurt . At that moment I felt good at my self because I am more careful with the words I use or say.

The most hurtful moment in my life was when I went to Mexico. I was 6 years old and in first grade. When it was my first day of school, kids from my classroom started to call me “El Resfriado” which means the cold because I had just come from the u.s. That made me feel sad and disappointed because my classmates called me names and they didn’t even know who I was. But what made me feel even more disappointed was that my teacher would just laugh. Every day was the same until my mom heard calling me “El Resfriado” and she told the kids to stop calling me names. After a while they stop calling me that name. My mom also talked to the teacher about the names my classmates were calling and why she didn’t do anything. The teacher told my mom that we were joust kids and that they were not doing anything bad.

Now when I make decisions I am more careful with the words I use to say to people. Also I am more careful with the words I use because I realize that words can hurt from my own experience from people calling me names and other things. For example when somebody says something bad to me I just ignore them because if I say something back to them their feelings might get hurt. I also ignore them because I don’t want to get in trouble with them so I tell a teacher if I am at school or if I am at home at that moment I tell my parents.