A bit off prompt. The prompt was to write about a memory that glimpses who you would become.

I never liked Grease – the pink ladies

had the faces of the girls who bullied

me and anyway, why couldn’t Sandy be herself? 

There were the cool girls

and there were the rest, and I didn’t

want to be pink.  Bubblegum never

suited me. My hair never stay permed

and Danny was a liar. 

The early nineties were no time to

be different.  If you couldn’t be a

flamingo you had to be a duck.

I spent a lot of time learning to

stand on one leg before i realised

that waddling can be more fun.