Thursday, January 26, 2017

An Odd Duck

This is Day 19 of the 2017 edition of the 20 Days of Chill writing challenge hosted by P. J. at A ‘lil HooHaa. Today's prompt is PopularityPlease visit the other participants for more adventures.

The first thing that comes to mind on today's topic is that it is something I never had. I was not part of the "in" crowd or the "cool kids", but I did have friends, and usually a best friend to share recess and lunch with. 

That was until the sixth grade. That was the worst school year ever, and that is not an exaggeration. My parents decided to change schools so I wouldn't be bused across town. Mom arranged for me to carpool with three other girls, one of whom I had know for years and had play dates and sleepovers.

My friend was was accepted by the popular girls and I was not. I was apparently an odd duck. Some kids (boys and girls) were actually mean to me, likely because I was an outsider, not super cute and quiet. I was just your average twelve-year old, but when many of the other kids had practically grown up together, average didn't cut it. That was a very long year. 

The next year some new girls arrived. I wasn't the new kid anymore, and I had friends.  I still was not part of the click, but that was okay. Things got better and for the next four years we hung out and had sleepovers. What a difference a year makes.

What are your experiences with popularity, from either side? Did you ever feel like an odd duck?

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  1. yes, I'm always the odd duck no matter where I go, I don't think I've outgrown it at all but it's okay

    have a lovely day.

  2. Feeling like an odd duck (better than a lame one, btw) doesn't exclude being liked. What I'm trying to say is I feel most of us feel odd in one or another way - yet others perceive us as kind, funny, interesting,... Know what I mean?
    Sorry you've had a tough year. Being the new kid at this age is no fun. Good thing some new girls joined your school, and you ended up becoming friends! :-)

    1. It was a hard year, but so far behind me now.

  3. Being in a Navy family I was with everyone for a few years, moved away and came back for high school. All my "friends" had formed high school clicks and wouldn't even talk to me. These were kids I knew for so long. I was SO HURT. But then I made friends with the girl behind me in school and we made our own friends together... all ones we still talk to!

    1. Kids can definitely be hurtful whether they mean to be or not, it just worse when they mean it.


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