The first time I recall being self-conscious about my weight was in second grade when we responded to personal questions in our pocket-sized memory books.
I compared my responses with others and realized I weighed much more.
When shopping for school clothes, it was even more frustrating. Clothes for a 7-year-old girl did not fit me. By the time I was in fifth grade, the only clothes that seemed to fit were much more matronly than childlike.
I hated to shop for my school clothes. Mom hated to shop for my school clothes. If we found a skirt (girls didn’t wear slacks or jeans to school back then) it was a foot too long, so I rolled up the skirt multiple times and pulled the sweater (with sleeves way too long) down over it.
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