Our first experience with a cyberbully

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One minute my preteen is giggling over the laptop, enjoying her online game, the next she’s weeping because of a message she received from one of the other kids.

Welcome to the world with cyberbullying.

As my children spend more time engaging in online games, chatting with other kids and joining in popular social sites, it’s inevitable they will encounter cyberbullies, kids using the Internet to threaten, harass and make trouble just like the meanness I had to deal with on the school playground. There really is nothing new under the sun.

Thankfully, this first experience with a cyberbully turned into a teachable moment in which we both learned a lesson about sharing information online.

I’m gonna come get you, {Real Name}!!!

I know if I found such a message from a virtual stranger in my inbox, I’d be alarmed. I suspect the use of her real first name freaked Susan out even more. Together we reported the message as abuse and I’m happy to say it was quickly removed. But I’m sure the damage is not so easily deleted.

Here are my thoughts on what happened, how it could have been prevented and what we’ll do in the future to protect us from a cyberbully:

What my girl did wrong:

Through her tears, Susan confessed to sending a private message to another gamer that contained her first name. My girl has good wits about her when it comes to online communities and she knows our rules. No sharing private information like full name, address, and our phone numbers. And if anyone asks you such questions, tell Mom or Dad right away.

So she didn’t think twice about sending her name to her friend. How another kid got her name is unclear. Did her “friend” share the information with the cyberbully? Was the private message hacked? I’m sure we will never know. (I’m not going to name the website where this occurred; I’ll only say it’s a popular place for young people online).

What my girl did right:

I’m proud of my daughter. She told me right away she felt threatened by the message. Susan trusted me to help her, to comfort her when she easily could have kept it bottled up inside.

What we will change:

Before this happened, I never told my children not to tell anyone their first name, only not to divulge their full names. Now I see how just the use of a first name coming from the typing hands of a cyberbully can be horrifying, so I’ll be adding “No first name sharing” to the list of No’s to prevent this from happening again.

A bully, online or off, is still a bully. When we use the Internet to make our lives easier or to play a game or connect with people, we run the risk of finding the not-so-nice people. We need to be ready to deal with the cyberbullies as they find our children.

Has your child encountered a cyberbully? Did she tell you about it right away? How did you handle it?

For more information about cyberbullying and prevention, visit STOP cyberbullying.

Daydreaming of the future

Susan is off on another adventure.

She’s at my parents’ house. It’s not as far away as camp, but it’s still away from all of us here at home. I know at 12 years, that is the point. Being apart from your siblings and mom and dad. It’s quite the big deal.

I miss her.

Last summer, she came home from Grandma’s declaring she only wanted to do one night away from home. She couldn’t wait to get back home, to her own room, her special things. I know she missed her little sister terribly. Yesterday, she called to ask if she could stay an extra night, making it three nights total. Looks like being away from home for a week at camp has made all the difference.

No homesickness for Susan as a 12 year old.

I’m glad. She having fun with my parents taking her out to her choice of restaurant, a splurge shopping trip at the dollar store, and I think my brother is treating her at the bookstore tonight. She packed three books in her overnight bag. Lots of quiet for reading at my mom’s.

Susan is growing up.

I will miss her.

Isabel in Chains: learning with YA historical fiction

Madam looked down without seeing me; she looked at my face, my kerchief, my shift neatly tucked into my skirt, looked at my shoes pinching my feet, looked at my hands that were stronger than hers. She did not look into my eyes, did not see the lion inside. She did not see the me of me, the Isabel.

O, joy! A new literary heroine to love.

I’ve fallen for the spunky slave girl in Laurie Halse Anderson’s YA historical fiction book, Chains. Isabel is a fighter, despite that fact that she is a slave in 1776 America. She has nothing, yet she fights with a fierce determination within her. Like the patriots fighting around her to be free from a British king, Isabel is waging her own private war. Her goal: freedom from slavery.

I was never much for history as a subject in public school – I hated the memorization of dates and dull text books – but now as a homeschooling mom, I’m filling in the gaps of my own learning. I have much to learn about slavery and Revolutionary America. I’m happy to have Isabel teach me.

I picked up Chains for my 12-year-old, my girl who gobbles up books with an eager hunger for more. Susan has yet to let the Story in history capture her imagination. I’m hoping Isabel, a true-to-life, spunky girl will help my daughter discover there is more to history than just past truth that happened to now dead people.

I’m hoping historical fiction, like Chains, will be the gateway for my daughter to love learning history.

In the meantime, I wait for the sequel, due in October. And I’ll be looking for more books by Laurie Halse Anderson.