We Get Beat and so Does Our Guide

Trailer Park Pro-Tip; Not worth a beating, just walk away when bullies are about.

There is a type of man, who as a father, projects his own insecurities onto his sons and wants for them to be tough, which means being a bully. Our trailer park had two such bullies Mikey and Jose. Jose pronounced his name 'Joe-see' instead of the Spanish 'Ho-zay'. They were terrifyingly violent and their parents would not restrain or discipline them. 

One of my neighbors, a girl named Deena, was a few years older then me and she took us under her wing. When we first moved in she took us with her down to the trailer park playground to play. My brother and I ran and got in line with several other kids to use the slide. We had not played with other kids on playgrounds much and didn't know the rules of line protocol. We would slide down and loop right back around to the front of the line. One of the bullies grabbed me by the arm and told me to get to the back of the line because I was a 'butter'. He meant some one who butts in line.

My brother and I had never heard the term and thought he was calling us the dairy product. That was the funniest thing that we had ever heard. We said that he was syrup, and pancakes, and toast, which was a brilliant riff on his non-sequitur insult. He had the bully's stunted sense of humor and threw us down in the gravel and started punching us. Deena tried to rescue us by pushing Mikey off but that just got Jose involved they both grabbed her. They threw her down in the gravel and stomped the back of her head until the rocks were stuck in her skin and she was bleeding from her nose. We all got up lurching and crying our way back home. Deena had to go to the hospital to get the rocks picked out of her face.

All in all not a great trip to the playground.