"Crazy Hair Day", "Pajama Day", "School Color Day"....It's a lot of fun, as long... as you remembered the right week to dress up.
As if 8th grade wasn't hard enough....I found myself slipping on my blue full-length zip up jammies, that still fit me from 2 yrs before. These were COOL jammies....that got A LOT of attention at the camp I went to, with my brother.
I was SET to start "SPIRIT WEEK" off with a BANG!
Until of course, I got to school....Looking around seeing NO ONE dressed in pajamas for "Pajama Day", I tried to race after my step-mothers car as it sped away.
I went to the office where a calendar of the activities for the month was posted on the front door. Pajama Day was NEXT Monday. "UGghhhhhhhh!" I wanted to run home....which I COULD have...but it was a LONG walk, and I had forgotten my house key.
I went inside to the front desk of the office and explained my situation, to a woman, who laughed hysterically and told me that there was nothing SHE could do, to help me. I was stuck in baby blue zipper jammies for the entire day!
Eight grade was horrible for me. I was a short, chubby awkward girl, who wore glasses and had short "boy" hair. This alone gave the kids at my school a HUGE target for endless taunting.
I made it through that horrible day, which I could honestly say was the worst day of my life...and the kids made sure I didn't live it down. For the rest of the year, I was reminded of how stupid I was, and how different I would always be.
For me, being different was horrible. All I wanted was to be like everyone else. I wanted to blend in. But those kids were right....I would always and forever NEVER be like everyone else.
After my NF diagnoses, this crushing realization brought me into a deep depression. I couldn't lose enough weight, or put on enough make-up...I WAS different....Now I needed to change what I COULD change, to start making a difference.
Being different...Is something that should be celebrated. As I look back at my childhood and all those people in my life who told me 'I can't' or 'I shouldn't' and laughed and taunted me....they have built me into a strong, confident woman, who is PROUD to be different!
Here are a few pics of my kids during Spirit Week!
I was sure to check the calendar to make sure of the dates! :)