Apr 27

The called her...

They called her fat.
She looked at just over 110 lbs self and saw
what they wanted her to see.
Too much.
So she ate less.
Always less.
Then less.
And even less.
Her skin sagged.
And still, she saw too much.
Her clothes hung off her body, loose and baggy.
And still, she saw too much.
100 lbs. 90. 80.
Just 14 and 65 lbs.
Then came the day when her parents walked in black.
All because they called her fat.

They called her dumb.
She looked at her B's and A's and saw nothing.
Nothing but failure.
She stopped talking, raising her hand,
and started saying I don't know.
She started finding D's on her papers.
She saw what they had always seen.
Always wanted her to see.
Her grades dropped further.
She left high school.
Now she works at a gas station.
All because they called her dumb.

But then something changed.

They called her fat.
She looked at her body--and she didn't care.
She knew that she was kind and funny and that she had friends anyway.
She didn't care what they thought.
She kept running track.
And placed seventh at states.
She kept reading her books,
and eventually wrote one of her own.
It was a national bestseller.
All because they called her fat--and she didn't care.

They called her dumb.
She looked at her grades--and she didn't care.
She knew what she knew, and she knew that she was fine.
And even if she wasn't--she didn't care.
She paid attention in class.
Her grades climbed.
She graduated valedictorian with an invitation to Harvard.
She went and she learned.
She graduated and became one of the most
known business people of her generation.
All because they called her dumb--and she didn't listen.

It's a choice.
We can't silence the people with hate
and fear in their hearts--
those who don't see equality between genders,
those who don't see the boundaries of what is okay to do to someone's body,
those who see the smart and powerful women in our lives and see them as competition,
but we can learn to stop listening.