To my surprise, she then confessed she had felt uneasy while waiting for my response. So I ventured to ask her what she thought of me as a kid. I waited for her answer just as uneasily as apparently she had anticipated mine. I was sure that she would remember me as the four-eyed, fat girl I thought I was but instead, her answer moved me deeply. She remembered me wearing glasses of course, but she recalled me as being a creative, inquisitive and friendly child. She didn’t even think of me as overweight and certainly not clumsy. To her, I was an easygoing, curious, funny, classmate.
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