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Published: Tuesday, April 8 2014 5:00 a.m. MDT

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J-TX
Allen, TX

Bravo. Well told.

We HAVE all been that boy hiding behind a tree. The question is, when we have had the chance, have we been a ROY?

Be a Roy today.

tigger
AMERICAN FORK, UT

One time in high school, a "nerdy" boy who had felt more than his share of teasing, fell asleep in the library and started snoring. People started to snicker. A slight, unatheletic boy with a repaired cleft palate stood up and told everyone to quit laughing. He did so with the risk that the ridicule would turn to him. But it didn't. I learned that he could be a defender, so could I.

timpClimber
Provo, UT

Great story and lesson. As a teacher I have known the Roys and the tree hiders. The Roys are few but they spread sunshine all through the halls, buses and classes.

CVgal
Smithfield, UT

I too rode a bus and had the same problem. Every day I was picked up at the last bus stop, would climb the stairs, and have to ask people who were already sitting two to a seat if I could sit with them. It was embarrassing and humiliating every day. Most students would sit on the edge of their seats with their legs and feet in the aisle, insinuating "don't ask." I loved the bus ride home after school -- since it was whoever could get to the bus first! But sitting three to a seat was terrible because there were only 6 inches to sit on -- but it was a seat! It really was a miserable part of my life for five years! When I was a junior/senior in high school, I was so relieved because I usually drove to school because of after-school activities. I think I will write a card today to the very shy and reserved gal who would say yes when I asked to sit with her. If my bus driver was still alive, I'd send him a thank you too for being such a good friend all those years.

DEW Cougars
Sandy, UT

This sound like a good story book or novel. I like it!

@CV gal - I saw one time on the news about this Alpine School District Transportation (Utah County), I was stunned how crowded on the school bus daily when some kids may have to use the stairs getting to/back from school. That is not acceptable and not safe. If it was true then the district need to get more buses or something. Three kids per seat for high school? I don't think so.

terra nova
Park City, UT

thank you Roy...

Nanook of the North
Phoenix, AZ

Thank God, literally, for Roy. May there be many more Roys and many fewer kids who grow up thinking it's OK to be a bully. I wish I'd had a Roy back in the day.

Supermom6kids
King City, CA

Thank you for writing this story today! I, too, rode the dreaded bus to school, and I laughed out loud as I read your true description of how it was! This was so inspiring in helping us to be more aware of those around us, and show a little kindness. I read a quote the other day that said, "The small act of kindness you show today may be forgotten by you tomorrow, but is remembered for a lifetime by the one who received it". By the end of your story, I had tears in my eyes. I printed a copy and read it to my kids, and I'm also reading it in my lesson in young women's on Sunday. Thank you!!!

valiant
Salt Lake, UT

Thank you for sharing and what a powerful reminder how a simple act truly can have a big impact not only on the one who is the recipient but those around. I can't wait to share this with my teenagers who walk the halls of high school and college and we know the power of a smile and a hello really can make one's day.

Nan BW
ELder, CO

I love the story and the posts that appear here. Wow, for the goodness of all Roys. I attended a school fifth through eighth grades that was more misery than the bus ride. There was endless bullying, terrifying sexual harassment, little teacher supervision outside and I knew alcohol and tobacco were freely used after night school events. I learned to not care about remarks and insinuations, and I also learned a lot of things I wished I wasn't learning. Recently as a older adult, I've been in the midst of a adult bullying scenario. It brought back those awful days of youth, and I will not be intimidated by the people who caused my elderly parents so much stress. I'd rather be like Roy and correcting a wrong in his incredible way, and I am grateful for Roys in my life who have made a difference. Thank you for a wonderful story to which most of us relate!

Poppadaddymoe
Sacramento, Sacramento, CA

I am way past school but I try to look for chances to help people I see feel better about themselves. As we were going into the grocery store where we shop I noticed a woman who didn't look very happy about gathering "loose" shopping carts in the parking lot. I spoke to her from about 15 feet away and just said how much we appreciated her efforts to keep the parking lot orderly and it was one of the reasons we liked to shop at this particular store. I added a simple "Thank you for your effort and hard work". It was like a light turned on over her head! She smiled and replied, "Thank you! That's just what I needed today!" and she was smiling as she took the row of carts to the cart corral. So there are ways for us all to be a "Roy" to those around us if we just look for opportunities!

The Caravan Moves On
Enid, OK

Article quote: "Sometimes I like to think back to that boy hiding behind a tree in the woods. I think there might be a little bit of him in all of us. It seems everyone has those rough days when they either feel invisible or wish they could be."

Man!, that's the truth! I had a couple of those moments as a senior in high school. "Awful" is an understatement. Why are people so mean? And yet, I'm reminded of a time when I was much younger kid that I myself was very unkind to another kid a year or two younger than me. I wish I could apologize to him. He wasn't the idiot.....I was.

God bless all the "Roy's" of the world.

And to that kid at Longview Elementary in Phoenix, AZ....I'm very sorry.

Mormonmama0106
Phoenix, AZ

I drive a school bus and I always worry about the "tree-hiders" and bullies who may be on my bus. I was bullied on the bus in junior high and I always wondered why the bus driver didn't do anything about it. Now I know. As a driver myself, I can't see or hear everything and am always grateful when someone lets me know what is going on so I can address it. I am always grateful to the "Roys" on my bus who show such a good example to others.

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