Yes, I agree. As a small girl I had long plaits and boys swung on them (it hurt when they jumped up behind you) dipped them in inkwells etc.. It didn't help when age 6 I had to wear glasses (the little, round, pink NHS ones with wire ear hooks).
Being called 'specky four-eyes gumboil swing' so often, jeeringly, really hurt me. I was in tears and didn't want to go to school.
My mum had a word about bullies with me and instilled 'sticks and stones may hurt my bones - mere names can never hurt me' so thoroughly that the next time a boy jumped onto my plaits I swung round and lammed him one right on the nose! I made it bleed. He didn't dare tell his mum or a teacher - but I wouldn't have cared anyway.
I've carried on like that - given that I no longer have plaits and didn't clout bullies any more; there are subtler ways. :)