When I was a kid, we would play road hockey on the streets of the Navy base PMQs.
We would always complain when this one kid's mom would make us let him play. We didn't want him to becuase he was only about 6 years old, and we were the 'big kids.' Plus, the little kid always seemed to have a runny nose/cold, so no one wnated to get anywhere near him.
Anyway, once his mom made us let him play, we would all (including his brother) go out of our way to make him leave. Slash him, trip him, generally make him cry. He would run away crying, and his mom would give us crap, and life would go on. This repeated daily.
Well, we must have toughened the little guy up, because Joe Reekie went on the have a fairly good career as a stay-at home, tough defenseman who did not take any crap from anyone.