Do you remember how sensitive you felt about being "different" in some way when you were kid?
Maybe you were shorter than your classmates. Or taller. Or had darker hair, or lighter hair. Or maybe you wore glasses.
Well...my difference was thumbs. That's right, thumbs.
I know it sounds silly, but for a long time I envied the other girls who had petite thumbs. And yet, it wasn't until we were completing a class project one day in elementary school that I realized just how "different" mine were.
The teacher had divided us into three groups, and each group was supposed to decorate a bulletin board with a winter scene.
My group had decided to make snowmen, and since every snowman needs eyes, nose and a mouth, we elected to use thumb tacks.
I had just pushed in the first tack when a girl from my group spoke up.
"What happened to your thumb?" she asked.
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