Some coworkers and I were chatting this morning, and we got onto the topic of how much we've changed since high school. One of the ladies married her high school sweetheart, and was very thankful to have missed out on the joys of dating as an adult. Another was VERY glad she had NOT married her high school sweetheart!
At the time (back in the dark ages, before the dawn of civilization) I thought I was hideous. Fat, ugly, and obviously not popular. Well, it's true I wasn't very popular. Neither was I an outcast, though. And looking back at those pictures, I was not fat. I was perfectly normal, healthy, and if I may say so...pretty.
My clothes were a disaster, but that really wasn't my fault. I lived with a mother who insisted on buying all my clothes, and choosing them every day. Her goal was to make me look as hideous as possible. No, I am not just remembering "teen angst". That really truly was the goal. She was hoping the girls would mock me, and the boys would avoid me. Well, the boys thought I was a great friend, nothing more, and the girls were fortunately able to look beyond the bulky nurses shoes and knitted sweater vests. I didn't have a lot of close friends, since I wasn't allowed to socialize outside of school, but I wasn't picked on either.
I look at my students now and wonder what they will remember from high school. Most of them don't realize just how amazing they are, and some of them will never figure it out.
What were you like in high school? If you could go back, and tell your young self one thing, what would it be?