I was bullied when I was young: I was a good Japanese descendant student in a public school full of Italian descendants. Now I am 54, but I feel some kind of bullying ghost following me.
I work with another 2 other professors. I am very anti social and I really do not enjoy these December parties before Christmas, but I am not so averse to have lunches with closer friends; so today I and my colleagues went to lunch. I became the spotlight as others enjoy to tease me: the joke was that I had to pay the bill as I am famous for being scrooge. After a lot of jokes, mainly by one of them, I got tired. The other professor noticed that I was fed up and I told him:
- It is more important to love than to be loved as San Francisco told. I really do not deserve so much love.
The bullier professor answered: Yes you deserve.
But what really have annoyed me was that my bike tire was empty as I was leaving school at the end of the day. I am quite sure that it was emptied on purpose, not by accident. I called my wife to take me at school and she rescued me despite the traffic jam.
I and my family were having a dinner when I remembered about Job: his children died on a accident, but he was also robbed by thieves. I asked my children: what annoys more: to be robbed or to become sick? They told me: to be robbed. I said that other humans seems more aggressive than sickness, but in case of Job, both were at the same level: God let both happen.
In conclusion, my bike tire and bullies from my colleagues are some kind of test that the Lord sent me; He is writing the story of my life. In his story, I have doubts, sometimes, I do not discern things very well, but at the end, my soul rests in him. Blessed be the Lord.
