Josh, in his own words: “When I was a little kid I had gymnast Barbie. She was awesome. So awesome that I wanted to bring her to show and tell. My mom sat me down and said, “Josh, if you take her to school, the kids WILL make fun of you” to which I responded, “I don’t care, I love her.”
She was right of course. But as I rode home on the bus in a seat by myself–while everyone else squeezed in three to a seat–I was smiling because I got to sit next to the coolest Barbie of 1997.
Being gay, for me, is telling that story at a party and having an entire room of people nod their heads and laugh in understanding.”
Hi Josh! My son also wanted to take his Barbie in to preschool. Thank God she was naked and it was cold out. I told him, no, no, she will get sick. Saved once. He took it on the cuff for insisting that I buy him the Pink Power Ranger outfit for Halloween. In first grade he played with the girls and the baby dolls. When the boys laughed at him, his teacher showed the only bit of humanity I experienced from her by telling them all that when Joe grew up, he would be a good father. He still will be. All he needs is a few years and the right partner willing to be the other daddy to some very fortunate little ones. Life is as perfect as we choose to make it.
Hi Lisa,
I couldn’t agree more. Here is a study that shows how important family acceptance is for queer youth that you might find interesting:
http://community.pflag.org/document.doc?id=394
Thanks for sharing!
Josh