Girls and Puberty

[Samandiriel]

I'm currently writing a non-Lit story. I'm approaching the time when my character is thinking back to the onset of puberty.

Now gals, we all remember the whole physical attribute thing and the period thing...what I want to know is the emotional thing.
I remember it as a time when the other more developed, prettier girls could make you or break you as far as determining your position in the social rankings of middle to high school.

My character is about to pull a "Carrie" but without the teleknesis thing.

Would anyone care to share some retribution stories that stem from this period (no pun intended)?

Revenge is a dish best served cold, anyone got any good recipes???

Thank you, Sam.

 

[bisexplicit]

I couldn't tell you anything about retribution.
I could tell you about the emotions connected up with that time in my life, though. I would never EVER want to go back there again.

 

[Svenskaflicka]

I was only 11, and I was very embarrassed about being the only girl in 5th grade to be so developed. I pretended I hadn't got it yet, and went to hell and back trying to sneak sanitary pads into my sweater sleeves before going to the toilet. It was also me who invented the fashion of really loooooooooong black sweaters.

 

[Guest]

Can't help you much, I'm afraid, Sam.

I honestly never had any experience of any even remotely "Carrie" type situations. Neither from the POV of the one wanting the revenge, or the target of that revenge. I don't know if that's because from the age of 11 I went to an all girls grammar school.

I dunno, I just never entered into that kind of crap. Also, from as far back as I can remember, I've always been a rather out-going, confident person, with a wide group of friends, and a couple of very close friends. I'd rather sit and have a laugh with a mate than try to make someone else's life a misery.

I suppose such situations could have arose, but I've always been the type to deal with things as and when they arise, and not let them fester and become something bigger than they need to have done. I do remember one girl trying to tell me what to do once (I must've been about ten). She was being very bossy and in my face. I just smacked her one and walked away. End of. I know, violence doesn't solve everything, but a short, swift slap can nip things in the bud. Also, I was always the tallest in my class. Oh, and I always had a boyfriend (even at the girls school - we used to meet them up the field, as their school was adjacent to ours).

Anyway, what the fuck was that all about? Did it have any relevance for you at all?

 

[Guest]

I was only 11, and I was very embarrassed about being the only girl in 5th grade to be so developed. I pretended I hadn't got it yet, and went to hell and back trying to sneak sanitary pads into my sweater sleeves before going to the toilet. It was also me who invented the fashion of really loooooooooong black sweaters.

Oh yeah, there was stuff like that, you just reminded me...

Whenever one of the girls went to toilet during breaktimes, and she walked in rather sheepishly with her bag on her shoulder, the rest of us always knew. We'd just yell stuff after her like, "Got the painters in, love?" You know, things like that. Of course, they did it to me, too, and we all knew it was in good fun. No harm was ever meant and, as far as I know, nobody ever got upset by it. Again, maybe that's because it was an all girls school, so we were all in the same boat and there was no embarrassment to be had in front of boys.

 

[Samandiriel]

Thanks girls..............throws some pads and tampons at Lou...... I went to a very cliquey school and somehow managed to keep from being obliterated, but I did witness some nasty behaviour from a few girls.
Girls can be catty and mean in packs.

 

[Guest]

Blimey! I just remembered this.

There was this really sweet girl in my class. I'll call her Sara. She was as quiet as a mouse and the real intellectual type.

I think we must've been 11 or 12. Anyway, in the summer we wore these pale cotton summer dresses. The poor girl started her period one day, and she didn't realise. She was sat directly in front of me, at her desk, and when she stood up, with her back to me, I saw it (I couldn't miss it). I cringed for her. My gut reaction was to exclaim, "Oh my god, LOOK!" but I didn't, I held it in. I grabbed her arm and told her that perhaps she'd like to tie her cardigan around her waist. She didn't understand what I meant, but after some more gentle persuasion, she did it. I then took her to the loos and quietly explained what was wrong. The poor thing was gutted, but she soon got herself sorted out. I borrowed a dress for her from lost property that was two sizes too big. Bless.

See, I haven't always been a cruel bitch.

 

[Guest]

Thanks girls..............throws some pads and tampons at Lou...... I went to a very cliquey school and somehow managed to keep from being obliterated, but I did witness some nasty behaviour from a few girls.
Girls can be catty and mean in packs.

Throws some back (some wet ones that have been sat in water and red food colouring all night).

Oh yeah, I know they can be, but I never experienced anything like that. Maybe cos I was sat in the corner giggling through most of my school years.

 

[Samandiriel]

Blimey! I just remembered this.

There was this really sweet girl in my class. I'll call her Sara. She was as quiet as a mouse and the real intellectual type.

I think we must've been 11 or 12. Anyway, in the summer we wore these pale cotton summer dresses. The poor girl started her period one day, and she didn't realise. She was sat directly in front of me, at her desk, and when she stood up, with her back to me, I saw it (I couldn't miss it). I cringed for her. My gut reaction was to exclaim, "Oh my god, LOOK!" but I didn't, I held it in. I grabbed her arm and told her that perhaps she'd like to tie her cardigan around her waist. She didn't understand what I meant, but after some more gentle persuasion, she did it. I then took her to the loos and quietly explained what was wrong. The poor thing was gutted, but she soon got herself sorted out. I borrowed a dress for her from lost property that was two sizes too big. Bless.

See, I haven't always been a cruel bitch.

Aw, you are too sweet....but I'm enjoying hearing about some good things too, it's nice to see the flip side of the coin, now I have to dig down deep in my memory and see if I remember such kindness.

 

[Svenskaflicka]

See, I haven't always been a cruel bitch.

*huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuug*

 

[impressive]

I found it more of an annoyance than a traumatic experience. Don't recall being particularly embarrassed.

 

[Samandiriel]

I found it more of an annoyance than a traumatic experience. Don't recall being particularly embarrassed.

Thanks Pizza Face.

 

[Dar~]

We grew up really poor, adn so I wore second hand bra starting in the third grade. By the time seventh grade came around I was a size 5 and I had DD breasts.
My homeroom teacher had the fabulous idea of exchanging secret Santa gifts within the limit of five dollars a gift.
I ended up with a Jewish girl who got offended b/c my mom picked out santa pens. but I digress, the girl Who picked me Roxanne Anderson, did the most awefult hing to me (keep in mind I was 12) I opened my present and right there on top was a brand new training bra. She assumed that I wasn't wearing a bra because my chest was so big. Everyone laughed at me and the boys made obsene gestures. I died inside. She also bought me a hypercolour T-shirt (they were really cool back then)

There was another itme when I was in the Fourth grade when all the girls in the native american club surrounded me and started pinching my breasts really hard chanting "she stuffs it she stuffs it." And the fucking Stdent teacher wrote a note home to my dad telling him that I was provoking sexual behavior and so he whipped me for twenty minutes with an electric plug. ( boy would I lke to find that guy)

Another time, A boy named tyler in my eight grade art class kept telling everyone that he'd been with me and was telling people to smell his finger. IT really pissed me off, but everyone believed him and taunted me with being a slut and being a whore. Fuckers.

Thanks for all the happy memories Sam

Its all good, all in the name of literature. Anyone know any hit men?

 

[Samandiriel]

We grew up really poor, adn so I wore second hand bra starting in the third grade. By the time seventh grade came around I was a size 5 and I had DD breasts.
My homeroom teacher had the fabulous idea of exchanging secret Santa gifts within the limit of five dollars a gift.
I ended up with a Jewish girl who got offended b/c my mom picked out santa pens. but I digress, the girl Who picked me Roxanne Anderson, did the most awefult hing to me (keep in mind I was 12) I opened my present and right there on top was a brand new training bra. She assumed that I wasn't wearing a bra because my chest was so big. Everyone laughed at me and the boys made obsene gestures. I died inside. She also bought me a hypercolour T-shirt (they were really cool back then)

There was another itme when I was in the Fourth grade when all the girls in the native american club surrounded me and started pinching my breasts really hard chanting "she stuffs it she stuffs it." And the fucking Stdent teacher wrote a note home to my dad telling him that I was provoking sexual behavior and so he whipped me for twenty minutes with an electric plug. ( boy would I lke to find that guy)

Another time, A boy named tyler in my eight grade art class kept telling everyone that he'd been with me and was telling people to smell his finger. IT really pissed me off, but everyone believed him and taunted me with being a slut and being a whore. Fuckers.

Thanks for all the happy memories Sam

Its all good, all in the name of literature. Anyone know any hit men?

Sorry to dredge up the painful past, but thank you for sharing it...some people just don't get what they do to others.
Your father is an Ass.....I'll do it for free.

 

[Guest]

We grew up really poor, adn so I wore second hand bra starting in the third grade. By the time seventh grade came around I was a size 5 and I had DD breasts.
My homeroom teacher had the fabulous idea of exchanging secret Santa gifts within the limit of five dollars a gift.
I ended up with a Jewish girl who got offended b/c my mom picked out santa pens. but I digress, the girl Who picked me Roxanne Anderson, did the most awefult hing to me (keep in mind I was 12) I opened my present and right there on top was a brand new training bra. She assumed that I wasn't wearing a bra because my chest was so big. Everyone laughed at me and the boys made obsene gestures. I died inside. She also bought me a hypercolour T-shirt (they were really cool back then)

There was another itme when I was in the Fourth grade when all the girls in the native american club surrounded me and started pinching my breasts really hard chanting "she stuffs it she stuffs it." And the fucking Stdent teacher wrote a note home to my dad telling him that I was provoking sexual behavior and so he whipped me for twenty minutes with an electric plug. ( boy would I lke to find that guy)

Another time, A boy named tyler in my eight grade art class kept telling everyone that he'd been with me and was telling people to smell his finger. IT really pissed me off, but everyone believed him and taunted me with being a slut and being a whore. Fuckers.

Thanks for all the happy memories Sam

Its all good, all in the name of literature. Anyone know any hit men?

I'd like to give some of those people my "Katrina Treatment".

(The type of thing "Katrina" does is described in my story, The Mugging. Think: dark alleyway, late at night, guy walks up behind woman, tries to intimidate her, she brings him down, with a few swift karate moves, yanks down his trousers and boxers, bends him over, ties his wrists to his ankles, then butt-fucks him with her strap-on. Yeah, that'd teach him. )

 

[Samandiriel]

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[kendo1]

Sorry to break in here girls.
My little girl is 9 1/2 years old and started her periods about 6 months ago. She's a big girl for her age, almost as tall as her teacher. She's being teased by two kids in her class, the smallest two of course ( weird how small kids tend to be bullies), about how big she is- especially in swimming class. She loves swimming, but now hates going. She's a bit too young for shaving under her arms, but that's life.
Being so young, she's very open about these things with me and I try to help as much a I can. But it's difficult for a dad. If the problems persist with the two wee kids I'll be talking to their parents. I will not allow this to continue.

 

[LadyJeanne]

Sam, girls hate it when someone steals their boyfriend. If your character is going to pull a retribution scene, best thing to do would be to get her nemesis's boyfriend on her side.

 

[Svenskaflicka]

Dar, the way to get back at such morons isn't to hire hitmen to wipe them out, but to cause severe damage to them and then let them live for a VERY long period, so they'll have plenty of time to feel pain and humiliation.

Now, I happen to know a very creative thing to do with dandelions...

 

[SensualCealy]

Sorry to break in here girls.
My little girl is 9 1/2 years old and started her periods about 6 months ago. She's a big girl for her age, almost as tall as her teacher. She's being teased by two kids in her class, the smallest two of course ( weird how small kids tend to be bullies), about how big she is- especially in swimming class. She loves swimming, but now hates going. She's a bit too young for shaving under her arms, but that's life.
Being so young, she's very open about these things with me and I try to help as much a I can. But it's difficult for a dad. If the problems persist with the two wee kids I'll be talking to their parents. I will not allow this to continue.

Do they not have an Anti-bullying policy at your school?

I would first go to the principal and to the teacher, infact, have a meeting with both of them at the same time. Do not bring your daughter. Things can be more openly discussed without her there.
If your daughter has started already, Id imagine everything else is growing leaps and bounds. Show her how to shave her legs and offer to shave her pits for her. This can be a time for you two to really grow together. I did this with my daughter, not the pits part but the legs. We called her the ape child cause her legs were so hairy, after showing her how to do it, she does it on her own and figured out how to shave her pits on her own too.

Does she wear tampax while swimming?

That maybe the problem, being embarassed the string will show or if she doesnt, that 'they' will know she has it.

As for me, I wore a bra early, had the usual stap snapping, but no one really did anything horrific.
When I got my period it was a bad situation. We were on a field trip, I was wearing a white sundress. I went to the bathroom just before we left and of course didnt have money for supplies, didnt know what supplies to buy. Was I going to ask a teacher, NOOOO way! I wadded up some toilet paper and hiked up my skirt when I sat on the bench so that my dress wouldnt get any on it. On the way home on the bus I slouched down so my bottom wouldnt touch the seat. I know, not the smartest of ideas but at 12 it was the only one I had. lol
Now my 11 1/2 yr old has liners in her back pack and has extra panties just in case. We only live a block from the school so if something did show up Im sure she would just come home and clean things up.
Good luck on your story
C

 

[impressive]

I shudder to think of my daughter on PMS. Fortunately, I've a few years to fireproof the house and remove sharp objects.

 

[Samandiriel]

I shudder to think of my daughter on PMS. Fortunately, I've a few years to fireproof the house and remove sharp objects.

The Hannibal Lechter mask might be a good idea too.

 

[Svenskaflicka]

If your daughter has started already, Id imagine everything else is growing leaps and bounds. Show her how to shave her legs and offer to shave her pits for her. This can be a time for you two to really grow together. I did this with my daughter, not the pits part but the legs. We called her the ape child cause her legs were so hairy, after showing her how to do it, she does it on her own and figured out how to shave her pits on her own too.

C

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[yui]

I was under-developed for my age. Eep! I think I still am. I didn't start my period until I was sixteen; I was a freak. Eep! I might still be.

I avoided most of the bitchiness by making the conscious decision in grade six to befriend the most popular kids in my class. I got in with an "in" cliché and I was pretty much sheltered to abuse. I managed to move between the different clichés with a reasonable success. I would have rather read than play the popularity reindeer games and my friends provided a safe haven for me to try to be invisible. I was lucky. Most of my conflict was internal. I encountered racism occasionally, but my cheerleader-cum-home coming princesses friends were quick to jump to my defense. I didn't always appreciate them at the time; I was too busy feeling less than they were, but I understand now that I was very lucky to have had them to protect me. es to all who ran interference for me.

Sorry, Sam, no revenge from me.

 

[kendo1]

Hi Sensual
Yes, the school does have an anti-bullying policy-I'd still like to wring the kids necks though!
We feel she is too young for tampax, she always carries pads with her.She is excused from swimming when she has her peiod- a very understanding teacher.
We also don't want to rush her into shaving at 9 years old. She has said she will start during the summer sometime.


Hi Sven- The hairy Scandinavians. I know, it's a British/US/Oz thing.