"Butterfly. What a beautiful word What a delicate creature. Delicate like the cruel words that flow right out of your mouths and the food that flies right out of your hands... Does it make you feel better? Does it make you feel good ? Does picking on a girl make you more of a man? Well, I'm standing up for myself Like I should have done before I'm not putting up with your Butterfly anymore." (Kiersten slides the sack off her wrist and opens it, pulling out a handful of hand-made butterflies. She takes the microphone out of the stand and begins walking down the stairs as she continues speaking.) "I'd like to extend to others what others have extended to me." (She walks up to Mrs. Brill first and holds out a butterfly) "Butterfly you, Mrs. Brill." (Mrs. Brill smiles at her and takes the butterfly out of her hands. Lake laughs out loud and I have to nudge her to get her to be quiet. Kiersten walks around the room, passing out butterflies to several of the students, including the three from the lunchroom.) "Butterfly you, Mark. Butterfly you, Brendan. Butterfly you, Colby." (When she finishes passing out the butterflies, she walks back onto the stage and places the microphone back into the stand.) "I have one thing to say to you And I'm not referring to the bullies Or the ones they pursue. I'm referring to those of you that just stand by The ones who don't take up for those of us that cry Those of you who just...turn a blind eye. After all it's not you it's happening to You aren't the one being bullied And you aren't the one being rude It isn't your hand that's throwing the food But...it is your mouth not speaking up It is your feet not taking a stand It is your arm not lending a hand It is your heart Not giving a damn. So take up for yourself Take up for your friends I challenge you to be someone Who doesn't give in. Don't give in. Don't let them win."