I guess I never was one of those kids who was very athletic. Heck I could barely walk, let alone run. So when the kids were picking teams, there was no doubt I was gonna be picked, you guessed it: last. But no matter what I always gave it my all. Even though that usually consisted of myself attempting to participate in the most minimal of ways usually resulting in a game halting injury. This too didn’t garner me much fanfare. Many of the kids would sneer and spit at me, some even trying to bite me. I would always tell them that I couldn’t help the fact that I had brittle bones, but they never listened.
