My Experience In Middle School

Looking back on all of the experiences I have gone through and all of the lessons I have learned, one experience that has stood out the most was learning how to accept myself for who I am. The climax of my experience was in middle school. I remember a noisy lunchroom, students getting up to get their lunch and students racing for the line to what was called the Geo Store. I was sitting in front of two of my friends, and once again a skinny comment was brought up. “Jeanette you are a living stick you need to eat more.” Coming from a Dominican family, I was always surrounded by full figured women. Even though I was only 13 years old I had always felt like the odd one out, being the skinniest person compared to everyone I knew. Every day I would be reminded on how skinny I was, by my parents or my cousins or even the students in my class. I could never escape it, as if I was stuck in front of a mirror all day.

Bursting in tears, I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. All of my insecurities were exposed in front of my friends and my entire 8th grade class. Our lunch room chaperone witnessed what was going on and called the dean. 10 minutes later, I was sitting down in the dean’s office. The dean was a very tall, slim woman. It was her first year teaching in my middle school, therefore I had never spoken to her until this day. My legs were shaking, I started cracking my knuckles and biting my lips, still embarrassed about the incident that happened during lunch. The only thing that was rushing through my head was why did I enter the dean’s