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If you were a part of my family, my father would call you stick boy, ‘cause you, you’re so skinny... one child began to tell the other child during a friendly feast of pizza and pop celebrating the end of a stellar soccer season or some such sporting event.
I look down trying to ascertain why such a sentiment was stated and see two boys, about the same height, about the same width, and the boy spoken to writhes his legs together, clutching tight not wanting to let go.
In the background, television commercials for Nike and presidential candidates tell us what to think, what to choose, which shoes will help you jump to the moon, which man will make our nation stronger.
If you were a part of my family my father would call you stick boy.
They tell us competition will make our schools mightier, would make more leaders and less followers. But here, in a pizza parlor, where nothing should be gained or lost but a few pounds, a child learns first hand, the feeling of inadequacy.
tracy lynn Nov. 1, 1996
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