A book is a portal into a new world that you can explore and escape to.
Books are made up of all different colors, fonts, shapes and sizes.
Gateway to knowledge, a way to expand your education.
Access to how another person think.
Explanations to how other cultures feel and behave.
A way to let someone live on through their words.
The nature of my reality is that I will never fit into the mold that society has created. I am a strong, independent woman who is confident in whom I am; and I am fine being different. Belle was also different and very comfortable in her own skin. Despite the people that wanted her to change, for instance Gaston, she never did in order to be accepted. She was content to read her book and to be apart from society, even if that meant that she was constantly alone. The reality of being different is that I will never make those around me comfortable by being me.
How should I act in that reality?
Living in my reality of being different meant that I had to accept that I would never be truly accepted by everyone. I was lucky to find friends and have a family that accepted me for who I was. However, acting in that reality I was faced, unfortunately, with the facts that not everyone was going to accept me. I decided that I would never act like it bothered me. In one occasion growing up I was teased for wanting to read a book during recess instead of joining in with all of the other kids on the playground. A group of kids came over and teased me for being different and not interacting with everyone else. I never gave them the satisfaction of knowing that their taunts hurt me, and then learned to act in my reality that it didn’t affect me.
Growing up I had to learn how to pick my life up and move to a different place at the drop of a pin. This was the curse of being an army brat, but like my Ancestors, the Acadians or better known now as the Cajun people, I learned to put down my roots no matter where I was and to rely on my family. My ancestors were driven out of their homes for not being accepted, and instead of letting that keep them down they accepted their loss, and moved to a new place. The Cajun people have now lived in Louisiana since 1765 and now have generations of strong-willed and proud members to add to their line. This example of strength motivated me growing up to realize that even though life isn’t always fair, it often has a funny way of making sense of things down the road. So like my ancestors, I may not have appreciated having to pack up and move my life, but I do appreciate where I am now, and am happy to act that way in my reality.