I saw this in my PostADay/Week2011 emails, and thought about it long enough. So now I’m going to tell you about where I grew up at…
I spent the first couple years of my life down in Southern Missouri. We lived in a subdivision-type place, where we had neighbors but they weren’t really close to our house. Then when I was about 4 or 5 we moved up to St. Peter/St. Charles. I lived there for a couple of years, going to pre-school and starting kindergarten before moving up to my parents first home together in the Northeastern part of the state. The town shall remain nameless, because almost everything remains nameless round these parts.
At first, I had a nice time at the school. You know how kindergarten/first grade is, you have your playground boyfriend, everyone gets along because you share your cookies and you all like the same things right? Then second grade hits and shit just starts falling apart. I didn’t care for my teacher, because they couldn’t recognize that children have different learning styles. I was expected to learn the exact same way as everyone else, and I couldn’t do it…plus when one kid acted out, we all got in trouble. I promised myself in second grade that I wouldn’t graduate from that school.
I always knew that I was different from the other kids, not in a bad way…just that I had a big imagination and was more content to be by myself than play with a group…it also doesn’t help when your sister tells everyone the reason why you’re different is because you’re “gay”. I remained on the fringes of peoples groups. We played together in school, but I wasn’t invited to sleep overs or anything. Fast forward to junior high. I played basketball, but decided when I moved in to my freshman year I wasn’t going to play for the high school coaches. They were just a little to obsessive about thier players. So therefore, I became a total outcast.
My high school life and part of my college life weren’t the best years of my life as everyone says they should be. But I’m making up for it now.
I didn’t graduate from that school. I switched schools the middle of my junior year in high school to a bigger school where I fit in so much better. I still don’t have a lot of super close friends, but the ones I have are more important to me than almost anything.
And I still dislike that stupid, narrow minded town…