Bully- bully – bully – part 1 out of 4

This is the story about the boy, who was called “Gemsehopper” (Danish patronizing word for a jumping chamois). Actually, this is a very sad story – from the start anyway.

This story is really dedicated to all the “Gemsehoppers” of the world – or rather everybody, who have been or still is treated like “Gemsehopper”.

This is also the story about the “Gemsehopper’s” daughter – but she is not joining this story until much later.

On a beautiful August morning in the year of 1936, Gemsehopper was born. He was a handsome little boy, and his mom and da were very happy. Mommy was very loving towards the little Gemsehopper (of course she didn’t name him that), and Gemsehopper really felt loved.

10 happy years went by – or rather – as happy as could be – the condititions being war and shoemaking.

One day, the happiness turned into darkness. Gemsehopper lost his beloved mom, when he was only 10 years old. He was very very sad, but of course he continued doing the usually stuff, so he went bravely to school the day after the death of his mom.

Now it was time for gymnastics. Gemsehopper was waiting for his turn on the floor. He didn’t expect much. Usually, he was not chosen to participate in the gymnastic activities but had to watch everything from the side.

On this particular and very sad day, Gemsehopper was waiting with his mind filled by sad thoughts about his beloved mom, who was now no longer part of his life. Now it was his turn. He started running. “You are running like a “gemsehopper”, the teacher shouted. The whole class started laughing, while they shouted “Gemsehopper, Gemsehopper”.

And this was how Gemsehopper got his name “Gemsehopper”.

Gemsehopper also had a very good dad. His dad became very angry, when he was told, what had happened in the gymnastic class, so he wrote a letter to the teacher. Unfortunately, this didn’t help at all. His teacher and his classmates continued naming him “Gemsehopper”, and he still didn’t get chosen for the gymnastic activities. Even one day, when he accidentally scored goal in soccer. Instead, the other boys were dismayed. Gemsehoper hated sports.

Like this, 6 years passed by. One day – his life was devasted once again. When he was just 16 years old, and very close to graduation, he lost his dad too. There was a lot of tasks to do in connection with the funeral, so he didn’t do his homework. The The teacher, teaching German was tough to him, until a kind classmate told him that he lost his dad. Then the teacher put his hands on Gemsehopper’s shoulders and appologized.Later on, Gemsehopper lost his sister as well, but that is another story.

Luckily, when Gemsehopper was 23 years old, a lot of good stuff had happened to him. He had found a nice woman, whom he had married, and he had got the education of his dreams within the Danish airforce with good teammates.

Gemsehopper had become an adult – and now he was strong. And on one cold February morning, Gemsehopper’s first daughter was born.
Read more next week, if you are curious to know more

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