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When I was in 7th grade, our school had "big brothers" who were juniors and seniors to show you around the school.
My "big brother" did things like knock books out of my hands, and other "pranks". I've never been a violent person, but one day after he and his friends were pushing me around I snapped and roundhoused him in the jaw. He went down, his friends were stunned, and I ended up getting in trouble with the dean of the school. I wasn't suspended after I explained why. And, my "big brother" never did bother me again.
This was in 1976. Things have changed in schools, for the worst.
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