I am a wife and proud mother of 2 grown children. We reside happily in Alberta, Canada where I
have been working in our local hospital for the past 10 years.
Being the 3rd child of 6, I was always caring for my 3 younger brothers, which lead me to
babysitting in our small town. My early work life progressed to caring for children in a day-home
setting and for years I was cook for a daycare center. During that time I picked up a few child
development courses and have a good understanding of how these little minds process the world
around them.
Let's go back a bit.
I was once the shy, quiet girl who was often bullied throughout my school years. During that
time I was never so bold as to stand up for myself, in fact, I found myself often feeling sorry for
the “bully”. Skip ahead 20 odd years to when my daughter, very much like myself, was being
picked on at school. After many days of her coming home crying, I decided to write this very
rough copy of “The Big Bully” in order to help her understand all feelings involved. I hoped it
would lessen her pain and sadness but also teach her not to harbor any anger that might
ultimately lead to hate. It worked! Then on one particular “bully filled” day, my crying daughter
came home and through her tears asked “mom, can I take my bully book to school, some kids
need to hear it”? The teacher read it aloud and the kids responded favorably as I hoped they would,
this was a good day!
Let's skip ahead once more to life after the school years, when I re-visited my little book in hopes
to publish it properly so that it may end up in the tiny hands and hearts of many children.
My now grown daughter, very much an artist, updated all my old drawings into the book you see
today. I kept all the words the exact same however I wanted the illustrations kept simple as not
to distract from the important healing messages throughout the pages of this book.
We are very proud of this book for we strongly believe bullying can and should be stopped at an
early age through kindness and caring not anger and hate.
This is my hope, this is my dream.
Marilyn Callcut