posted on Sep, 22 2013 @ 12:19 PM
Freckles...I have them...I got most of them from my mother...Growing up with Freckles can be such a curse...With me, before I started school all my
family told me how cute and special they were...My Grandma told me they were ANGEL KISSES, my aunts would squeeze my cheeks and say endearing things
about them, My Father would stroke the ones gently on my arms as we would watch T.V. together...
But then it all fell apart at the seams when I started elementary school...
...What was once something to nice and special about me became
suddenly ugly, weird, and shameful...They were the cause of many childhood battles...All these conflicting reactions from home/school really took its
I was a quiet child that became withdrawn to the point of not speaking to anyone at school...Not the other children, not to my teachers...After a
while though I suddenly crawled out of my SHELL
...I was suddenly very AGGRESSIVE
, without any hint a CHANGE...
I can recall systematically stalking and figuring out how to get even with each of these brats...Me being a very petite little girl I had to use my
brain a little more than my brawn...And this was all done between the 2nd through 6th grades...4 yrs. it took me to get even...I never once sat in the
principles office or had a teacher call my parents...
Then by the time I started 7th grade we were all friends...
Is this what prejudice feels like? Is this a case of being bullied? Or Is this
something we all go through as a kid in one form or another?
Does anyone else here have FRECKLES
??? Or a similiar burden??? Oh yeah plus I wore glasses