“It is all in the way you carry yourself”, was the lesson
learned in the supermarket as he stuck the label on his brow.
“If I act as though I’m not a banana, then
others will treat me as such.” The old ladies tried not to stare
and whispered as we screeched and tried to hide but secretly,
we enjoyed the silliness coming from a grown-up.
– Previously published 1992 in From Daughter