The following first appeared in Laura Hedgecock’s blog, www.treasurechestofmemories.com. With the trees budding and the bees buzzing, I thought it’d be a fitting post for a spring day.
There we stood, lined up along that faulted slab of asphalt outside the school gymnasium. Third grade. That time when it began to dawn on me that there might actually be something awkward in the way I looked—freckled with a wavy mop of hair; brown corduroy pants and red pull-ring zipper shirt that I’d come to know as my “Tuesday” ensemble.