I remember being alone at lunch wandering the halls acting as though I had something important to do. I would end up clear across campus by the parking lot sitting alone wanting for the bell to ring. I felt so scared and unwanted. Iwould wish I could have been invisible, or even dead. Questions I asked myself were: Why didn’t anyone want to be my friend? Why was I so unlikeable?
As a teacher this social injustice is hard to remedy. You can’t force other people to hang out with a student who is alone. You can offer to have that student come in for lunch, but usually that doesn’t work out because they need real peers, not some old teacher trying to relate to them.