Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Coming of Age draft.

Most kids do not want to go to school because of the thought of doing classwork. Or carrying books on their back everyday. Or being stuck in class for 6 hours a day. But for me, I was afraid of being teased everyday.
I woke up in the morning. Getting ready, dressing myself for the first day of school from fall break. I put myself into school uniform, shorts and TOMS. This was my first day wearing TOMS to school, thinking I would get a lot of credit being unique.
Aliamanu Middle School was filled with many military kids. Mostly blacks or whites. Aliamanu had very few locals. Which meant a lot of different type of cliques. Which also meant that I didn't have many friends during middle school.
As I walked through the walkways, I can see people looking at the bottom half of my body. I knew they were judging me at my appearance. It was like I could read their thoughts. "Why is he wearing girl shoes?" I knew this was a bad idea.
During school, I get comments about the clothes I wear. "Dude, you look gay". "You look weird" . It irked me everyday. Every single day, I get looks from kids. Looking at my feet.  I couldn't wait to get back home to escape this jail called school. But when I get home, I hop on Facebook. I check for notifications and status updates. Numerous of times, I get posts on my wall that tease me about my shoes. I even got private messages from people that I called "friends" saying that I'm a fag for the clothes that I wear."You're a f***ing fag for wearing TOMS". Even my own friends didn't want to be seen with me and my TOMS. Only a few stayed with me. They were true friends. But the teasing still didn't stop.
I made different solutions so that the teasing would stop. I always thought that if I ignored them, that eventually they would stop. They didn't. I tried wearing different shoes everyday. But they always found a way to tease me about my TOMS. They just couldn't stop. I was laughed at, teased at, and being myself for trying to be different.
I was full of frustration and anger. I needed to take a stand for myself. I wanted to show them that being different wasn't so bad. And judging a person by their appearance was wrong as well. One of reasons why I am the man I am today is because of this story. In the end, I was trying to be more mature person. After middle school, I became someone who didn't care how others looked at me because I knew they were judging me for all the wrong reasons.

2 comments:

  1. PLEASE MAKE SURE YOUR TENSE ARE CORRECT. THERE MANY MISTAKES WITH USE OF PAST AND PRESENT TENSE TERMS. "I WOKE UP....GETTING READY" SHOULD BE I WOKE UP, GOT READY. ALSO YOU NEED TO PROVIDE MORE ABOUT WHAT YOU LEARNED AND HOW YOU LIVE YOU LIFE THAN JUST THAT ONE LAST PARAGRAPH. ALSO WHAT WAS THE OUTCOME OF YOUR STORY, THE END? THERE SEEMS TO BE NO END OR WHAT YOU DID TO MAKE THE TEASING STOP. AS(2+)

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  2. Just fix your tenses. You tend to change from past to present. And write more about your opinion change--what you did that made things different for you, and when/how your epiphanic moment came. Good job, though. :)

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