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Featuring: Justin Matott
Written by: Sarah Peppel
 

"Stories of the Whipping Boy" 


Comments: 7 Published on: Jun 08, 2009 Views: 77,850

Category: Life Lessons

 

Justin Matott stood in awkward embrace as the elder gentleman hugged him as if his life depended on it. He didn't recognize the older man until the words of apology began to pour from the man like rice from a homemade maraca -- quiet, dignified and sincere.

 

Justin was a published author of three years when his hometown asked him to come and share with the children the lessons he learned once upon a time – life lessons about bullies which later became the theme to his hit series “Go Ask Mom.”  Allowed to skip several grades as a young boy, his short stature, eye patch and limp attracted the sharp criticism of older boys who needed a scapegoat on whom to work out their inward demons between classes at the local parochial school. Painfully, Justin shares that he became their “whipping boy.”

 

Using his gift of storytelling and humor, Justin turned the tables and learned to outwit the bullies, using his mind instead of brawn. Still, there were teachers who didn't understand the long-haired boy with his quick wit. By sixth grade, a new teacher, Mr. Spangler, entered the scene, ready to prove himself to his peers as a coach, a mentor, and a master with an iron rule. Singling out Justin, calling him “Justina,” Mr. Spangler would later regret the torturous verbal abuse and humiliation that immaturity and false confidence as a young teacher breeds.

 

As the older man stepped away from the now established author, his words revealed that he was in fact the very man that Justin never fully forgave. Mr. Spangler.

 

Looking into the grown boy's eyes, he said to Justin, “I was a first year teacher and with your long hair and kinda’ funny demeanor, I think it just intimidated me and I wasn't mature enough as a teacher. I didn't know how to deal with you and I scapegoated you. I have never forgotten you. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me because I am sure you have carried some real ill feelings for me all these years. ”

 

“Honestly, you're right. I have. I think I have hated you all these years,” Justin replied in a moment of sincere honesty.

 

“Will you forgive me?” asked Mr. Spangler, in a dignified plea, recognizing the chance to finally see an age old burden lifted.

 

“Of course,” agreed Justin softly, tears welling as his own heart lifted from the unexpected joy of a satisfying chance encounter, a resolution and a healing of a buried wound. Life had come around full circle.

 

A week later the librarian from his old school called, saying, “The day you were here was a wonderful day for everyone, but particularly for Mr. Spangler.”

 

“Did he tell you what happened?” asked Justin, choosing his words carefully.

 

“No, he kept it to himself but said it was an amazing moment for him.”

 

“It was an amazing moment for me too.”

 

“I am calling to say that he died last night.”

 

Taken aback, it seemed to Justin that Mr. Spangler held on long enough to free both their hearts.

 

 



“Justin loved learning about people and hearing their stories. He was a storyteller, a good one, and each person sitting around him must have some story to tell, some insight they gleaned from their own life experiences.”

 

 

A couple of years later, Justin enjoyed a break in the teacher's lounge before speaking to a middle school. Addressing the teachers around him, he asked his favorite conversation openers, “Why are each of you teachers? What was a particular moment that made you decide to teach?”

 

Justin loved learning about people and hearing their stories. He couldn't help himself. He was a storyteller, a good one, and each person sitting around him must have some story to tell, some insight they gleaned from their own life experiences. His parents told him early in life that he had a talent telling stories. Unfortunately his mother wouldn't live to see the book that launched Justin's writing career. In it, he shared his grief over her death and a special moment where he felt her presence in a garden. He thought he was writing it just for himself. Others encouraged him to share it and the book called “My Garden Visits” became an instant success.

 

After posing the ice-breaking questions to the teachers, a 20-something young man said, “I had a 5th grade teacher that really impacted me. I want to be just like him.” It didn't take much for Justin to realize that the very man that had apologized to him for verbal abuse in his young, formative years was the same man, Mr. Spangler, who would go on to make a positive difference in the lives of future students, so much so that they would want to be teachers themselves.

 

Justin was confirmed in his belief that bullies can change when they realize what they are doing and how it impacts others. Not only can they mend their ways, but they can make a positive difference in the world given the right motivation and direction.

 

Another chance encounter allowed Justin to come to terms with his childhood yet again – which worked well in his writing – since it was the theme of his books about bullies and a popular topic in his speaking engagements to schools. He wasn't out looking for his past but it was finding him and it made a great story.

 

Justin liked to tell the story of one particular bully because the kids seemed to connect over the shared nemesis. Using the boy's real first name, it dawned on the principal of the school that she was now married to the alleged bully. Pulling Justin into her office, she said, “I am so sorry about what my husband did to you as a kid.”

 

Bringing her husband back to the all-school assembly in the evening, the man also apologized to Justin for his youthful indiscretions and inappropriate behavior. He said that he never forgot how vicious he acted. Sensing a spirit of true sorrow, Justin again offered forgiveness, giving both parties a chance to heal from the past. His books not only gave him a chance to work out his own past but to help others heal from theirs.

 

BIO: Justin Matott has written over seventeen books, with more on the way, and visited over 400 schools to talk about writing and dealing with bullies. Information on his books and other fun projects can be found at http://www.justinmatott.com/index.html  

 



Thank you Justin, for sharing your Story with us.

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Member Since
Aug 2007
Antje Wilsch said:
posted on Jun 09, 2009
Teachers

I remember one teacher I had so strongly. I was going through a really rough patch in school. She asked me why I wasn't smiling and told me that my smile could brighten up an entire room. I felt so lifted after that small gesture. Teachers are really influential - both good and bad. 


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Apr 2008
Sarah Green said:
posted on Jun 09, 2009
Oh yes

I had Mr. Granger and he made writing & reading interesting. Before that I'd never been a reader and hated writing. He made it seem so powerful how one can use words to convey a meaning, and with just a tweak, change the meaning entirely.

God bless teachers!


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Aug 2007
Kristen Kuhns said:
posted on Jun 10, 2009
that's a good story

How he found you out and realized years later. Better to hear that later than never to have heard it. There are people in my past I'd certainly love an opportunity to apologize to (and vice versa).

I only remember a few teachers as individual people but I remember the spirit of many of them - ones who loved their jobs and ones who didn't. Made a big difference in how much was learned in a class.


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Aug 2007
Gina Pertonelli said:
posted on Jun 10, 2009
I love this story

So touching and heartfelt that you had the opportunity to hear things being made right. Like a movie.


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Aug 2007
Olga Pinashova said:
posted on Jun 10, 2009
I had a teacher

He was an old guy from Poland (old even to us kids then) and he had the worst breath. He'd like to lean over all the girls from the back, pushing his body too close, making everyone uncomfortable and his breath was so smelly. LOL. Thanks for the memories!!!

Loved this story.


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Jun 2009
Justin Matott said:
posted on Jun 14, 2009
Thank you all for sharing your thoughts and stories about this...

I enjoyed reading the comments here and have had others from my email list who have read this.  Olga, yours cracked me up!  Gina, I am writing a book about this teacher and some others... movie, who knows...  Kristen, I agree, it is too bad everyone doesn't get a chance to make it right...  Sarah, it is the rate teacher who reaches in and makes one love the subject.  I had a college history teacher like that.  She made it seem so present, awesome!  Antje, from your picture I can see that your teacher was right.  Your smile is beautiful! 
Thank you all for taking the time to comment!

Justin Matott

www.justinmatott.com


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Aug 2008
Myka Piereonini said:
posted on Jun 25, 2009
oh man, kids

They are ruthless, kids, when they'[re after someone, but that's bull about the teacher allowing it. teachers are supposed to protect, like child services. Neither do.