The thing about being a kid…you don’t understand differences. You see it as something wrong.
Maybe you can remember back, if you dare, to junior high, and the teasing.
If you have school age kids, you’ve probably heard all about anti-bullying programs they have now. Wish they had those when I was in school. She does too. I saw this story about a woman who instead of going to her 25th high school reunion she posted this poem on her Facebook page:
that little girl who came to school with the clothes she wore the day before
instead of asking why.. you picked on her
the little girl who had to walk to school while others rode the bus
instead of asking why.. you picked on her
the little girl who had bruises and was dirty
instead of asking why.. you picked on her
the little girl who was always crying
instead of asking why.. you picked on her
Her classmates saw it and were shattered. They felt so bad for making fun of her differences instead of helping her, that they flew her in for the reunion, and started a scholarship fund in her name.
Man, makes me want to go back and say some apologies.