:) Gay and Non-gay People Renite! :)
"Your parents are gay," said one kid. "How do you know?!?!? I have a Mom AND a Dad!" said the other. "Oohh! So you have two dads or two moms?" The rude kid remarked. I got really bothered by this conversation. Nothing is wrong with people that are actually gay! I wanted to say to them, "What if they are gay?" I'd wait for a reply. I'd guess no reply from them. "That's right. There isn't anything else to say. Gay people have the right to be human just like all of the other people in the world." I mean, what if there was a world where people were gay? And they called us gay for liking a different gender? See how you feel now?!
I've had ENOUGH of people calling each other gay. Nothing... I mean NOTHING... is wrong with people being gay. I get so swelled up with anger when they are "kidding" around with that word. But now people make it seem like that the word means looser of something. Gay used to be a word for happy. If you say that to another person... Oh my goodness! Then they'll be calling you/that person "happy!" This week at my school has been very well. No bullying for me... yet... but the only things that I've heard is that others are being bullied now. They are being called stupid, gay, sick, and so much other rude and disrespectful words. This post is to all gay people and all non-gay people. Stand up to those people and tell them that you are different. Even the people that aren't gay! Everyone is different. Now, you wouldn't like everyone to be the SAME, would you? Copying you, wearing the same clothes your wearing, etc. Don't like that huh?
A kid that was probably gay, say in a chair the opposite way. "Sooooo gay. You know, only gay people do that." I thought, "Oh, like you've never sat like that?" Psh! I'm telling you, bullying is going around all schools. Espacially the what-I've-been-talking-about bullying. Gay people and non-gay people reunite!!!!!! :)
Mary....
ReplyDeleteI remember when I started junior high. I was overweight and shy and the big kids decided to initiate me. For three days they said mean things and punched and pushed me around; I remember how afraid I was. Toward the end of the third day, the oldest boy, a big strong guy (that's how he seemed then, anyway), walked over to where the bullies had surrounded me and simply said, "Leave him alone." And after that, they did.
My point is that sometimes it takes only a few words, combined with a sense of what's right, to change circumstances. I love that you made the decision to take action and how the situation afterwards has been different. It's called courage, Mary, and it's what it takes to make the world a better place. I'm so proud of you. And you wrote about it so well!!
G'Pa