Stereotypes In High School

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Ever since I could remember I was always that random kid in the back of the class. The kid that never really had a place in the hierarchy of stereotypical American schooling pyramid. I was the kid who had a few friends from a certain group that I would hang out with and a few others from another group. I would constantly be trying to find friends to be with in elementary school all the way up to high school. It took me all 12 years of my schooling to realize that everywhere you go some factor of you will ostracized by someone else. People would always make excuses as to why our friendships didn’t work out , either it be I was too small ( ridiculous I know ) ; that I wasn’t their
I wasn’t raised the way ‘typical girls’ were raised. I played with my brothers monster truck toys instead of playing with my Barbies I would get for christmas and birthdays. I enjoyed being outdoors rather than inside and fighting with my brothers rather than playing with Tea sets my aunt would give me. I never noticed these things until I realized all of my toys were pink and my brothers toys would be black and dark green or blue. I never understood why there were two different sections of toys for boys and girls. I would always go to the boys section and look at the superhero toys instead of the Disney princess toys in the girls section. My parents let me get away with these for the most part especially my dad. I was always going everywhere with my dad when I was younger. I favored him because he was a boy and in my opinion boys were better than girls. I was so attached to my dad that I would watch him fix cars , machinery and build things that by age 10 I knew how to change the car oil and tires. I also had a basic understanding of certain machinery like hydraulic parking garage lifts just
I tried on two occasions to change all my beliefs and lifestyle to those of who I was seeking acceptance from only to realize I was not only lying to myself but to the whole world when I became an exact reflection of everything I hated. I ended up hating myself the way that people look back and try to find the truth behind their actions only to regret every intent they had to change into their perception of a better person. It took me all four years of high school to realize there is nothing wrong with having a lot of guy friends or that not being the girliest girl isn’t the end of the world. I like the way I am , coming to terms with it was probably one of the best things I could’ve done rather than trying to seek acceptance from everyone. I never wanted to change my gender like some people do even though it might seem like it, It was more of I don’t feel comfortable dressing up and doing the stereotypical girl things. This experience helped me overall in life. Whether it be that I can stand up for myself and beat someone senselessly if needed or that I can change tires on a car, all of these things I’ve picked up from not being a stereotypical girly girl helped me so far in life. What some people don’t seem to understand is that being a certain gender doesn’t put specific limits on