Fatty, Fatty, two by four
Can’t get through the kitchen door
Taunts given by long ago classmates
Sting my eyes
As sweat drips
And I ride away the pounds
Today
Sixty years later
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Trifecta’s Weekend Challenge: This weekend we’re asking for 33 of your own words that exorcise a demon. One of your own, or one from your imagination. Let it bleed on the page.
This is a community-judged challenge. So, if you read, and like, I would be honored to receive your vote. I would encourage you to read the other entries as well. There will only be 12 hours to vote, so watch that count-down clock over at Trifecta.
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Kids can be soo mean. This is a terrific post about demons.
Kids are stupid ):< It's good that you are proving them wrong by shedding the pounds!
I love this! You showed their asses. Literally!! 🙂
This is really good. It’s amazing what sticks with us from childhood.
I remember this well. Funny how these things stick with us.
Congrats on the weight loss! I can relate to this – I still struggle with a warped body image.
I still remember the hateful things that kids said in school. They become a part of you and can be difficult to shake off. The only person picked on more than me was the overweight girl, so weight became an obsession. I remained seriously underweight until college. (At 5’6″, I weighed 90 pounds when I graduated high school and still worried I was fat. That’s messed up.)
“Kids can be so cruel” is often overused as an excuse. Kids really need to learn compassion from all adults in their lives so that these hurtful remarks are not just a normal part of childhood. Kudos to you for losing the pounds, not for “their” sake, but for your own health!
I keep deleting my comments. The first time because I said something about how this makes me want to hurt someone, and that’s not very nice. It’s hard to know that someone’s feelings have been hurt. I’m sorry you were there. xx
a positive spin always breaks a negative cycle! (yes, I think I’m punny)
Funny how we remember insults from so long ago.
Well done, Barbara. The fact that you’re able to write about it now shows courage and growth. Kids are mean … and stupid … and disgustingly insensitive … and, oops, I think I just sunk to their level.
I was bullied for being fat. The pain ran deep for many years. I had to nearly destroy myself before I could learn to let it go. Kids have no idea just how much damage their flippant little words can cause.
So cruel! It can be anything and they pry on it. So courageous to write about it. I find it difficult which is my problem!
It is amazing that taunts thrown at us so long ago still have power over us. This is certainly a demon worth exorcising.