Of bullying and bread pudding: My visit to Le Virtù on Passyunk Avenue

Being bullied in school When I was in 8th grade, I was bullied by my friends. Strike that. Classmates *I thought* were my friends bullied me. The shift in voice from passive to active makes such a difference here, doesn’t it? It emphasizes the violent nature of the abuse. As is so often the case … Continue reading Of bullying and bread pudding: My visit to Le Virtù on Passyunk Avenue