When I think about bullying. I think about Toronto, and moving back there from California, in the sixth grade. I was a hippie and insisted on wearing birkenstocks. When it got cold, and the streets filled first with snow and then with slush, I decided that I would add thick grey socks underneath my birkenstocks. Every day. To middle school.
The kids in my class come up with a name for me ‘gypsy’. And that was the word they used to taunt me day in and day out.
My mom and I went to buy a Christmas Tree at a place in The Annex called The Toronto Disarmament Network. Ed sold us the tree. He had long black hair, and was wearing flip flops with socks. ‘Come to our meeting’ he said. ‘It meets on Wednesdays. We talk about peace.’ I looked at my mom. ‘I need to go to this meeting’ I told her. ‘Why?’ she asked. Because I need friends. She dropped me off the next Wednesday. I still remember the sound of my heart beating through my headphones on my walkman(it was the 90’s)as I walked up the narrow staircase.
I walked into the room and I saw one girl who was literally wearing a cow hide, with a fringe, which although now may be thought of as ‘high fashion’ was not then. There was another young girl reading a novel, with an off kilter set of bangs who looked up at me and said ‘cool that your wearing birkenstocks in the winter’. Another young woman there, wore all her clothes with irony, smiled at me. I smiled and sat down.
The girl reading the novel was Emily Haines lead singer of Metric. The girl in the cow hide, was Sarah Polley, who ended up being one of the most gifted directors of our generation. And the ironic girl, who smiled, *********, is one of my favorite people and still a close friend. She lives with her wife and son, a couple blocks away from where we first met. Find your tribe. The good thing about being older is that when I feel myself trying to ‘get’ people to like me, I walk away, in whatever F*ing shoes I feel like walking in.
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Posted By: sharzblueyez |
6/26/13 9:19 AM
Fantastic: The good thing about being older is that when I feel myself trying to "get" people to like me, I walk away, in whatever F*ing shoes I feel like walking in.
Posted By: ThePower143 |
6/26/13 2:23 PM
Important finding the group of friends you can relate to so it makes school a little less tough
Posted By: SPIDERMAN2 |
7/10/13 1:26 PM
There are clubs at my school but they cost money and I dont know anyone in them