This is what happened. It was a beautiful day outside at recess. I was actually excited about having duty to get out into the sunshine and maybe play some kickball (my favorite thing to do at recess). As soon as I walked out to recess, a first grader came up to me and handed me the biggest bouquet of dandelions I have ever seen that she had picked for me. Pretty awesome, right? I was making my rounds and checking in on some kids when one of my girls came running up to me. She said, "Here you go, Miss Whisman. I brought you a jump rope so you could exercise. You are chubby."
Um...thanks? How do you even respond to that? My eyes immediately filled with tears but thank goodness I was wearing dark sunglasses so she didn't see. I am not even sure what I said to her, but I must have mumbled some sort of reply because she ran away and enjoyed the rest of her recess. I spent the rest of mine circulating the playground and trying not to burst into tears.
It is bad enough that I battle these own thoughts on my own. I also just assume that others think them about me. But to have one of my sweet, innocent children vocalize insecurities about myself in a public forum like a playground was just not what I needed today or any day really.
I didn't break down and cry. I didn't come in from recess and stuff my sorrows with junk like I could. Instead I signed up for Warrior Dash, skipped all food items at spring party today, and have the sudden urge to go run...for the rest of the night.
And, here is a picture of my dandelion bouquet.
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