The other day I was fondly remembering the awkwardness that was adolescence. (Okay let's be serious, I'm still pretty awkward)
Anyway. One key awkward thing about my teenage years was being one of the only public schooled kids at my church and youth group. The rest either went to private school or were home schooled.
Although it was wonderful and some of those other kids became my closest friends, I sometimes felt out of place. And I can remember a few instance when it was made very clear to me that individuals felt I was getting a poor education, and that they felt very sorry for me.
Linking up my imperfectness with Emily again.
*Fast forward to 2011: I still regularly fist pump for the public school system. However, I've come to the conclusion that there are pros and cons to every kind of education method, and that it is very important to respect families in whatever decision they make for their child/children. And so I fist pump for everything.
Also, I am over the remarks that were made to me so many years ago (because we are all sinners and I cringe to the think of the damage I've caused with my own words in that hormonal time) but I needed to include them because they reinforced the cartoon. At the end of the day, it's really all about the cartoon. I don't even normally write this much.*
*And yes, I did have pink spiky hair and dress like that. I was... finding myself... I guess...