I'm not the only kid who grew up this way, surrounded by people who used to say that rhyme about sticks and stones, as if broken bones hurt more than the names we got called, and we got called them all.
很多小孩的成长环境都跟我相似， 周围都是一些成天舞刀弄枪 欺负别人的人， 仿佛肉体的伤痛比侮辱的外号带给我们的痛苦更多， 而我们同时感受到了这些痛苦。