A Valentine Story…
Posted on January 24th, 2010 by Shawn K. Stout
In elementary school, do you remember the popular, athletic girl with perfect bangs? Of course you do. Everybody does. But wait. What about the girl fidgeting behind her? Yeah, that one. The chunky one in a denim jumpsuit with an overbite-correcting bionator who hasn’t washed her hair in a week. Hello. Nice to see you again. That was me.
Back then, Valentine’s Day was the worst. Sure, we had a school party with cupcakes and sweet tarts and paper hearts with streamers. And there were, of course, cards. From boys. Stuffed in decorated shoeboxes. It’s not that my shoebox wasn’t full. It was. But only because our school had a rule that you had to give a Valentine’s card to everybody. Even to the fat girl with greasy hair. 
