These days everyone is talking about bullying. The treatment of “Glee kids” is a big issue on Glee. It's been a long time since I was in high school and I don't have kids so I'm out of the loop on bullying. There's always been bullying. That doesn't make it right. Just makes it a fact. I can't imagine anyone being able to make me feel like killing myself.
Times have changed since I was a teenager. If you believe the news reports kids have become more violent, more self-centered and more willing to act on impulses. What the hell have the parents been doing? The schools don't seem to be able to handle problem children. Obviously something is not working.
When I watch Glee and see someone get a slushy in the face or thrown in a dumpster or locked in a porta potty I can't believe it. No one would have gotten away with that kind of shit in my Catholic high school. Are there actually schools where that stuff goes on now? I can't get my head around it. If that kind of thing had gone on when I was in school I might not have survived it.
Overall, my high school years weren't that bad. Grade 9 was hell because I tried to fit in. I had a circle of friends that included some kids who were popular. About halfway through Grade 10 I realized that I didn't actually like any of the people I was trying to be accepted by. Once I hit on that truth I was free.
There was never any chance of me being popular. First off I was a big girl. Strike One. I was a straight A student. Strike Two. I was a Catholic living in a Protestant house. Strike Three. I was quiet. I never tried to stand out. I usually had my nose in a book. No hope of being popular at all.
On top of that, I was a Glee kid.
I am so thankful that there wasn't a chess team because I would have been on that to – just like I was in elementary school. At least I wasn't in the A/V club. Bad enough I knew people who were. And I sometimes sat with them in the cafeteria.
Wait... I forgot about the short lived Dungeons & Dragons Club. See what I mean? Hopeless.
Starting in the middle of Grade 10 I let my Freak Flag fly. I was New Romantic with a touch of Rockabilly and just a hint of Bowie. Think Prince meets The Thin White Duke meets Brian Setzer (with red hair).
One day, when I was in Grade 12, I was walking down the hall and one of the football players I'd just walked past yelled “FREAK!” at me. I turned around, smiled and bowed. I said, “That's the nicest thing anyone has said to me all week.”
No one ever bothered calling me names after that.
Here is something I truly believe:
"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent."
- Eleanor Roosevelt
- Eleanor Roosevelt
Below are three messages from actors on Glee on behalf of the It Gets Better project. It really does get better but you have to be here to see it.
About the images: I picked a couple of sceencaps that reminded me of my time in high school. I would have fit right in with these Glee kids.
Read my other Glee related posts here.