Comments on: Cootie Girl http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196 Your Stories From The Stormy Social Seas of the Schoolyard Sun, 29 Nov 2009 18:18:08 -0700 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 By: Linda Andrews http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196&cpage=1#comment-741 Linda Andrews Tue, 17 Feb 2009 15:59:47 +0000 http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196#comment-741 I am Marvella's friend and did not know all about cootieeee girl. but knowing her now is a real pleasure. She is unique & fun & crazy. We all change as we grow "up" but Marvella has retained all of her playfullness & humor. Besides being a bona fide genius, her wit is unmatched! Gotta love her. linda I am Marvella’s friend and did not know all about cootieeee girl. but knowing her now
is a real pleasure. She is unique & fun & crazy. We all change as we grow “up” but
Marvella has retained all of her playfullness & humor. Besides being a bona fide
genius, her wit is unmatched!

Gotta love her.

linda

]]> By: Erin http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196&cpage=1#comment-623 Erin Sun, 28 Dec 2008 06:30:11 +0000 http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196#comment-623 Nice job, Beatrice! You always allow me to step into your stories and imagine your writing so clearly! And.. Your ending shows your strength & integrity! Love it! Nice job, Beatrice! You always allow me to step into your stories and imagine your writing so clearly! And.. Your ending shows your strength & integrity! Love it!

]]> By: Jenny http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196&cpage=1#comment-452 Jenny Sun, 30 Nov 2008 18:00:35 +0000 http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196#comment-452 I would've sat with you. I always stuck up for the underdog, as some days it was me. I didn't have cooties but my parents were hippies and all that wheat bread and recycled clothing among Izod shirts and Twinkie eaters made me WEIRD. Lucky I was hard headed and proud, plus all the encouragement at home really helped. I would’ve sat with you. I always stuck up for the underdog, as some days it was me. I didn’t have cooties but my parents were hippies and all that wheat bread and recycled clothing among Izod shirts and Twinkie eaters made me WEIRD. Lucky I was hard headed and proud, plus all the encouragement at home really helped.

]]> By: Navi http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196&cpage=1#comment-446 Navi Fri, 28 Nov 2008 20:48:42 +0000 http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196#comment-446 For most of my career, I went to a larger school, and I was the weird kid, but I still had friends. However, I spent a month or two in Grant, Alabama. There, after the initial shock that I looked and acted nothing like the Puerto Ricans they just studied, I was the cool Big City Girl. Not completely white was so rare there, that it was cool... I was a novelty, and not there long enough for them to realize I was weird and be mean to me. I was also extremely proud, despite being a bit of an outcast, because I was used to the teachers adoring me. When I was questioning the ostracizing of that school's 'Cootie girl,' they told me she had lice.... stupidly, I believed them, and inched away... For most of my career, I went to a larger school, and I was the weird kid, but I still had friends.

However, I spent a month or two in Grant, Alabama. There, after the initial shock that I looked and acted nothing like the Puerto Ricans they just studied, I was the cool Big City Girl. Not completely white was so rare there, that it was cool… I was a novelty, and not there long enough for them to realize I was weird and be mean to me. I was also extremely proud, despite being a bit of an outcast, because I was used to the teachers adoring me. When I was questioning the ostracizing of that school’s ‘Cootie girl,’ they told me she had lice…. stupidly, I believed them, and inched away…

]]> By: Rachel http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196&cpage=1#comment-445 Rachel Fri, 28 Nov 2008 06:21:31 +0000 http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196#comment-445 Great story, and so similar to mine. I was tormented with "cooties" (that was the name they used for me) for seven years in classes with the same kids. Like you, I was a year younger than the rest of the class, and left-handed and clumsy. I am also over 50 now, and it did shape the rest of my life. I still feel different from everyone else and yet am pretty happy with who I am. In fact, I submitted my story here, but it wasn't included; likely too much like yours (and yours is better). And yes, we rule! Great story, and so similar to mine. I was tormented with “cooties” (that was the name they used for me) for seven years in classes with the same kids. Like you, I was a year younger than the rest of the class, and left-handed and clumsy. I am also over 50 now, and it did shape the rest of my life. I still feel different from everyone else and yet am pretty happy with who I am. In fact, I submitted my story here, but it wasn’t included; likely too much like yours (and yours is better). And yes, we rule!

]]> By: Cootie girls rule : A Different Street http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196&cpage=1#comment-383 Cootie girls rule : A Different Street Thu, 20 Nov 2008 20:55:24 +0000 http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196#comment-383 [...] much anyone on the teased - teaser continuum will find something in these stories that resonates. Beatrice Hogg’s story was painful for me to read; although I didn’t suffer as much ostracism and cruelty as she [...] [...] much anyone on the teased – teaser continuum will find something in these stories that resonates. Beatrice Hogg’s story was painful for me to read; although I didn’t suffer as much ostracism and cruelty as she [...]

]]> By: Karen Lewis http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196&cpage=1#comment-370 Karen Lewis Wed, 19 Nov 2008 13:48:05 +0000 http://www.canisitwithyou.org/?p=196#comment-370 Wow, you really nail the minefield of grade school. I wish I could say I would have sat with you but I was probably too busy dodging my own demons. I was that other small child with big feet hiding way down low in the seat on the bus so nobody would see. Right on, beautiful writing and yes, you do rule! Wow, you really nail the minefield of grade school. I wish I could say I would have sat with you but I was probably too busy dodging my own demons. I was that other small child with big feet hiding way down low in the seat on the bus so nobody would see. Right on, beautiful writing and yes, you do rule!

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