Before Kindergarten, I thought I was ugly and different because everyone else in my family had brown hair - and I was blond! But then I met Mrs. Lyle, and she was blond and beautiful. I knew I would grow up to be beautiful, just like her.
When I took apart my old acidic scrapbook a couple of years ago, I pulled out all my school photos and memorabilia and created a new K-12 scrapbook for myself. One of my goals was to record the stories that have been told again and again in my family but never recorded. This story about my hair is one of my favorites, and I'll always be thankful that Mrs. Lyle had blond hair so I wouldn't grow up thinking I was ugly.
We moved to another city before I started 1st grade and then later to another state. In the summer of 2010, my daddy was attending his high school reunion when he ran into Mrs. Lyle (that's not her name anymore, but she'll always be Mrs. Lyle to me). He called me so I could talk to her, and after all these years, I was able to share with her the influence she had on my self-esteem at such a young age. I've heard and told this story so many times and never realized that she had never heard it!
This post is part of Sian's Storytelling Sunday. Click here to read more stories.