This little girl, teased for being too happy, mocked for being too polite and shaded for being too different.
And let’s not forget, bullied.
Picked on from girls saying “she think she all that!” And then this little girl asked them “all of what? I don’t want to be all of anything. I’m confused?” …that usually made them laugh, and she was spared from being jumped. Mocked from boys because she had chinkey eyes “can you get me an order of chicken wings and fries!!”, one boy said. She hadn’t mastered the dozens, so he won that round.
I love this little girl for hanging in there. Trying to fit in even though it was clear to her at an early age she wasn’t meant to fit in. This little girl learned early that making people laugh was a good way to distract them from beating her up (and of course running). She too learned being overly friendly didn’t mean she would receive genuine friendship (oddly this is still an issue). This little girl, she learned to just smiled it all away. And trust me, she had reasons not to smile.
She found joy in other things. Like that one best friend who DID understand her… or having long sessions of playing Barbie by herself , plus having her Cabbage Patch doll & Rainbow brite to play with after … or listening to Michael Jackson, The Boyz or Kiss FM radio while dancing in the mirror. There was no reason to not smile after all of that! She learned early to enjoy the little things, cause shit, it could’ve been a whole lot worse.
To this little girl who declared at the age of 6 she wanted to be a SUPER model, and well, she’ll wait and see how that plays out ;)…to this little girl that can sit back, laugh at all of these past things, and be very greatful at the same time for each moment, for it made this little girl into a humble woman.
To the little girl who still smiles bright within me…Happy Birthday