Life experiences, one huge reason I devour memoirs and biographies. Again and again, I’m fascinated by what other people have gone through and how they use those experiences as they’ve grown. Did their bad experiences make them stronger? Or were their easy childhoods a detriment? An advantage?
In my book, “Craving Normal,” (available soon!) I share a story called “My Place in The Sun.” In it, I tell about the summer between 7th and 8th grade where I morphed from a chubby kid with a metal front tooth into a slimmer version of myself with a new white capped tooth. The boys who once made fun of me did a 180. Creeps!“When I returned to school for eighth grade, instead of my old husky-sized jeans and embroidered smock top, I wore Ditto pants that fit my butt just right and a purple satin baseball jacket. Now the boys who once teased me with “Michele Miles, I wish you were miles away,” and taunted me with “Michele, Michele, the Liberty Bell!” smiled and squeaked, “Hi, Michele,” which made me want to scream: “Hey, you idiots! I’m the same girl you teased only a few months ago!” But I ignored them and joined the cheerleading squad.”
Amy Poehler’s “Yes Please” on Amazon.
