So, Emma is in an Art Camp here in Hawaii (yes, we are here in Hawaii for July+), more on that later.
She’s loving it and really likes to go for the most part. But the some of the kids aren’t particularly kind. She’s come home with stories about how some boys said she looks pregnant because she’s ‘fat’ (which ah.. she isn’t, she has a bit of a tummy, but in 60 percentile). Yesterday she came home and said one of the girls said she was ‘gay’ because her friend in the class was rubbing her shoulders.
We had a discussion about it, she, Guy and I. We discussed three things…
1. She’s not gay, children aren’t gay or straight or whatever. They’ll know what they are, who they fall in love with, when the get older.
2. Being gay is a good thing, being straight is a good thing. Her parents are gay, her best friends’ parents are gay. She has gay cousins, gay neighbors, etc. She has straight uncles, her best friends parents are straight, straight cousins, aunts, grandparents. It only means that one loves someone of the same gender (gay) or different gender (straight). (we’ll get into bi when she’s older, keeping it simple
. She understands all that.
3. If she lets the girl know she isn’t bothered by it at all, she’ll probably stop. If she doesn’t, she can discuss it with the teacher.
I have to say though, she didn’t seem bothered much by either comment. She seems to have a strong enough personality to basically laugh in their face. I’m hoping anyway. If not, we are there for her.