Ihave a friend. Ok,Ihave a lot of friends, but I have one friend in particular who referred to herself for YEARS as a big girl. Recently, she started calling herself fat. Even more recently, she started calling herself fat without wincing or cringing. Anywho-FatFriend, who laughingly and happily gave me permission to call her that here, phoned me earlier to relay the following story.
FatFriend's son, SkinnyBoy is 10. That is a hard age. Cliques start to solidify, boys and girls start really noticing each other as that is the age that "The Changes" start.
SkinnyBoy is a tall, lanky, beanpole. He takes after his dad, SkinnyMan. SkinnyBoy was playing with his best friend and 10 year old love interest at recess. The other boys started teasing, as the girl is fat.
Yeah, these 10 year old boys are already calling a 10 year old girl fat. I have feelings on this that will be a whole other post, but been there, dealt with that will suffice for now.
The following day was show and tell.
Skinny boy asked for a photo of his mom. She had SkinnyDad take one and print it out.
The teacher called shortly after show and tell.
She wanted to make sure FatFriend understood what an amazing son she had.
For show and tell, SkinnyBoy proudly displayed the picture ofhis mom. He proudly announced "This is my mom. She is the smartest person I know. She is nice, kind, an excellent mom. Sheisalsothe most beautiful person I know. Prettier than (cannot recall the actress) She is fat. She is prettier because of that."
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