the spotted american: a rare but sociable breed

Yesterday some learners told me they thought I should go on the show “Style by Jury.” This is one of those hundreds of shows that tear down people (and any self-esteem they may have) just to build them back up again—but this time they are better people because they’re wearing makeup, better clothes, and are blonde. Apparently South Africa felt the need to import this show. You know, to see the ugly Americans too.

Finally, some brutal honesty about my fashion choices. Who knew it would come from 11 year olds. But then the girls further explained that if I went on the show, they could help me get rid of “all the spots on your face.” I attempted to explain that I have had freckles since I was a baby, but then they felt even sorrier for me.

This dialogue rivals another freckle conversation I had with one of my educators after Christmas break. After I told her about my trip to the beach, she told me I should probably go to the doctor. I asked why and she said they could help me with all the sand stuck in my skin.