A boy in my Grade five class was boasting about me one day, shamelessly declaring "Christy's gifted!" to which I immediately ducked for cover and hoped to God that no one heard him. The mere thought of being discovered or having that label couldn't possibly end with a round of applause. I know you're probably thinking, "What's wrong with you?" Well, it's not really like he was stating an absolute fact (even though it sounded kinda flattering since I still recall the incident like it was last year), this was my extremely shy, introverted, attention-phobic, fresh-from-the-ocean younger self who would rather blend in the crowd and be almost invisible. Nothing aside from my ethnic background and innate talent for drawing could draw me the most attention in a school that's predominantly Caucasian. From that point, inferiority complex soon developed.
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| Unofficial YearbookCover Design '98 |
Anyway, here's proof of my earliest score to "fame" I guess, according to my elementary schoolmates at the time. I mean, big deal. Nominated to do the Yearbook cover design? Why not. I was up for anything art related. It kept me from feeling like an outcast 'cause clearly, I was an alien. A gifted one at least. But thankfully, I didn't let it go over my head. Oh to be a kid again.
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