Once upon a time there lived a little boy who believed himself to be a princess. He wore dresses and adorned his long, flowing hair of gold in ribbons and braids. Despite what you may be thinking, the boy of which I speak, is not me, but, rather one of my former preschool students.
Sometimes I overheard parents and other teachers commenting on this particular child’s behavior saying things like “he’s queerer than a $2 bill” or asking their own child if “he liked boys” as if this particular student was contagious and would infect the others. I could never understand how innocent children learned to be so hateful, until I heard it first-hand.
Sincerely, The Open Closet
PS. THIS IS JUST AN EXCERPT FROM MY BOOK: “The Open Closet: Letters From A Gay Man” (Available on AMAZON & KINDLE)
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