The Color Purple
I rocked a purple ribbon for Spirit Day yesterday. To see my students and peers wearing purple reminded me how much love surrounds me. The cause means a lot to me.
Bullying isn't always so direct. I've been called a faggot by strangers and friends alike and it quietly hurts me. I've been harassed just walking down the street by passers-by. I've had someone said that I was an evil, diseased, disgusting person and should NEVER teach at church because I'm gay. I hate it when someone says "That's gay," or "Don't be a fag," claiming its a joke. There's NOTHING negative about being gay...or being different for that matter. There's nothing negative about being you and you shouldn't let ANYONE take your shine away. Spirit day shouldn't be one day. It should be lived for the rest of our lives. Maybe you may not take it seriously, but when it affects you personally... You'll think otherwise.
Strength is not measured by how many people are below you. It's measured by how many you're willing to lift up to a higher level.
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