Last week I saw something I thought only happened on TV. It was like a TLC documentary had come to life before my very eyes. I was strolling through Target on my lunch break, picking up some groceries and your average garden department impulse buys.
While standing in line, something caught my eye. My first thought was “that is the tallest woman I’ve ever seen.” My second thought was “cross dresser!!” Walking past me was a large, muscular man wearing a floral, sleeveless dress, high heels and a necklace. No wig, in case you were curious. I was mesmerized, but knew that I had to resist the urge to stare. After all, I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, although one could argue he was already doing that to himself by wearing heels.
You see, I’ve always been super open-minded and sensitive to others’ feelings. What? Don’t believe me? Well, I have proof. Below is one of the books I wrote back in 3rd grade, along with my present day commentary.
Side note: If you’re having trouble viewing the images below on your phone, you may have to read this on a full computer screen. Sorry, I’d have a meltdown if I had to re-do them to be more legible.
I think the funniest thing about this story, aside from the drawing of Martin, is the fact that Michelle was based on my teacher at the time (the one who graded this). Her name was Michelle and she was tall, thin and pale. The picture I drew looked just like her. I actually idolized her and thought she was wonderful, but for some reason she wasn’t exactly portrayed in the best light in this story. I’m starting to wonder if this marked the beginning of my fall from teacher’s pet status. Or maybe it was the fact that I challenged cultural norms by drawing a 10 year-old transvestite before I even knew the meaning of the word? I guess I’ll never know…