*clears throat* Ermm, good day ladies and gentle moi moi. My name is Arike I am here to support the motion which says “small stature has done more harm than good.”
We are in the age and time where teenagers now look like they are in their thirties. Thanks to beauty trends and whatever it is they seem to be feeding on, we the original adults (with small stature) now have to endure being treated like teenagers. *rolling my eyes*
The other day, I was walking in the hood with my younger sister when we came across three boys on the road. If I’m to guess their ages, it would be between 15 and 17. The next thing I heard was, “Excuse me can I see you?” Ah! You did not see your age mate to toast, it’s your hanty you want to come and chyke? O ja mi lara je. Shame didn’t even let me even bother to put a face to the voice. My sister just kept laughing at me till we got home.
One evening like that, I was walking with this same sister of mine when one woman stopped her. The following conversation ensued.
“Ha…A, is this your younger sister?” Whaaat? The nonsense girl now responded.
“She’s my twin sister ” I gave her a if-I-whoze-you look. She then told the woman I was her older sister. That one just looked at me head to toe like I was a rat. Tscheew. It’s not your fault ma. If I had eaten beans when my dad said I should, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.
One time, I wasn’t allowed into a certain place because awon bouncers kept insisting I wasn’t up to 18. You need to see my friend and I doing power point presentation. Grudgingly, they let me in. I don’t even blame them. I was on low cut and was wearing tank top and jean. 😒😒😒
Last week a colleagues friend came around and we all left office past 9pm. I don’t know what gave him the impression that someone will pick me up and throw me in their pocket. Uncle decided to see me off to where I would get a bus which was in the opposite direction of where he was going. Like,…hian.
The one wey pain me pass, chai. I just finished a workshop filled mostly with middle aged people. While our HOD was grouping us, he saw it fit to group me with the teenagers in the class. Eskiss me sir, shey e mo age mi sha? One woman even had the audacity to open her mouth to call me small girl. Tscheww. Stupid le nonsense.
My mum thinks I should put on some weight so people would stop treating me like a small girl. Me that I’m even looking for weight to lose. E ti ri nkan nkan.
So, with these few angry points of mine, I hope I’ve been able to convince you and not to confuse you that small stature has done more harm than good. Thaink you.