I spent pretty much all of my schoolyears being bullied, ironically because I was bigger than most of the other kids. Anybody who had "something to prove" wanted to prove it on me. But of course, if I ever so much as defended myself, I was given Clockwork Orange-style punishments so that, y'know, I wouldn't bully the other kids. ¬.¬
So I got through it by getting beat up a lot. And learning what hallways not to walk down, what parts of the gym to just never go near during P.E., and in what classes I needed to have my notebook out when I got there to use as a shield against all the food, erasers, and paperclips shot from rubber bands flying at my head while the teacher just watched.
I didn't have a happy childhood. :P