By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
I was walking around in amazement... at Walmart, of all places. I looked all around me... I didn't believe what I was seeing. To see a face... I didn't have to 'look far'... they were 'all on my level'.
As I walked, I looked all around to see a 'tall' person. Ah... there's Skip... he's the tallest person I see. I can't believe all 'these short people'... 'short people'... like me. I felt uncomfortable. How did everyone get to be so short. Was today a 'short' day? What's going on?
No... I just couldn't believe it. Their legs were no longer than mine. In fact, some legs were 'shorter'.... How come I was uncomfortable with people 'my height'? Why did 'short' affect me like that? I am 'that short'. When I say short, I mean like 5 feet, 2 inches short.
Every aisle I turned down... everyone was the same height. Was someone playing a trick on me? How did they know I was coming to 'that Walmart'? We don't usually go to the same one everytime.
I just couldn't take it... I'm short, but... I can't be around a lot of short people at one time. I want to close my eyes... it make me dizzy. I like 'different'... all sizes of people around me. It balances out 'everything'.
Don't ask me 'why?' It's just the way it was. Everyone today was ... short like me.
I am glad you like short people! I am shorter than you! I am about 5 ft. Sometimes I feel shorter than that and other days I feel a little taller. Most people are taller than I am but it doesn't bother me. I am use to that. It does feel strange when I would see someone shorter than me! Love, Ms. Nancy
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