A couple of months back I was hanging out with one of my
good friends and her kids. One of them
then stopped, stroked his hand up my arm and told me that I felt like a gorilla….
My first thought, was “Really?!?” That was the first time I
had someone comment on my arm hair. I
just had to laugh and tell him thanks. I
didn’t think much of it until I was in my lab class the next week. (Last semester I had the awesome opportunity
to teach three year olds.) One of the children came up to me, stroked my arm,
and told me that I felt like a lion.
Four other kids that were by him came over and stroked my arms and
agreed that I definitely felt like a lion.
Out of the mouths of babes… Kids are honest… brutally honest
at times. That was when I accepted the
fact that I have more hair on my arms than most individuals. I told this story to my ma and she told me
that is why she shaved hers.. 22 years and I never knew this. Now I know where
I got it from.
Whenever I now go over to my friend’s house her same child,
without fail, will come and stroke my arms.
I guess it is something that calms him. I don’t know that for certain, but I
have come to terms that I have gorilla arms.
