Hey Yall,
Thanks for comin back to read haha . But well i said i would write more today so i am haha . So here i go...
Well you know we had to move from my elementary to another one because my dad got got a university coachin job. well i never saw him pracitcly my whole 4th grade year.well i had a fourwheeler wreck that summer and so i had to start a new school learn how to walk again and never see my father ha what a great year huh.So i lived with my pawpaw for that year. but well it is the first day of this new school and my dd (my grandmother) made me were a wig she had bout for me. once again i was all up for it because these kids didnt know what i really looked like so they wouldnt really treat me any different right? wrong ! this time they didnt tease me about my hair problem they picked at me by the way i talked cause i was from some what southern alabama and this was kinda nouthern alabama and i talked alittle more with a southern slang than they did. but they went on and thee kids werent as mean as the other ones. These kids were pickin at me not like harshly just havin fun and i even joined in sometimes. cause it kinda made me forget about that i didnt have hair. it made me feel like i was a normal kid. i wore that wig for about half that year until i found out that there was another kid in the same school just a younger grade that had AA but his had just started comin out. So he just had bald patches and not a "slick chick" like me. but it was weird though cause his name was John Cobb But there was no relation between us at all but it ended up we both had alopecia.. weird huh. so that afternoon i ran home from school (literally my Pawpaws house was right across the road) but anyways i ran in the house screamin "DD guess what" she said sarcasticlly with as much energy as i had said it "what what" I said "i just found this boy at school he is in the 2nd grade he has alopecia like me and his last name is cobb" Haha i said that kinda fast and at the end i had to take this really long breath. DD just laughed and said really and told my pawpaw they were havin some big adult convo. and so i just went out side and when i went back in they asked me Bre do you still want to reamian wearin your wig.I said why are yall askin me this and they said cause we feel like now your gettin alittle more comfortable findin out that there is another child with your same condition and so i just said idk let me sleep on it. That next mornin when i woke up i said i dont want to wear it today so i got ready and went to school with my chin held high . The first thing anyone of the kids said to me was "OMG YOUR BALD" and it shook me up alittle bit but i just said yep and kept on walkin to my class and of course the kids all stared some pointed and laughed. it kinda started to hit me then but it didnt really hit me until that day at P.E when we were pickin teams i got picked last that day but when i had on the wig i was mainly one of the first few but i was last and the guy that ended up gettin me try to whisper to the other captain something and ried to cover it with his hand but i read his lips.He said why you goin to make me get the "bald-headed freak" thats when it hit me that i will never normallike them without my wig and so i told him yeah you got the bald headed little freak but this little bald headed freak can still woop your tail. the story i learned that year is that being bald is what makes me "me" and if people dont like it then they can get over it. but if that wasnt enough to happen in one day... when i got home that day my daddy was there and said you can finish out this school year here but we have to move again... Ill just have to tell yalll bout that one tomorrow cause my hands hurt now lol.. but thanks for readin and comeback tomorrow and read what happens in my 5th and 6th grade years
God bless
Bre