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352 pages, Paperback
First published May 12, 2015
Looking back I can see in sharp and poignant relief the moment in which I was faced with this realization. I was in kindergarten of first grade, happily playing toy monster trucks with some of my male classmates. From atop a small playground above me came a mocking inquiry from three older girls as to why I was playing trucks with boys. The implication of course being that I was a girl, and shouldn’t be acting like a boy. In response to their teasing I gripped my monster truck in hand and defiantly thrust it skyward retorting: ‘Would a girl have this!?” There was a pause, followed by laughter: “You think you’re a boy??”
Sometimes I thought my parents were keeping a secret from me, a secret too controversial for someone my age to understand. I thought they had my penis surgically removed when I was a baby because they already had two boys. In the shower, I would search for the scar, looking to find any evidence to help me understand.
Living out something you’ve spent countless hours daydreaming about and wondering about is an experience that isn’t easily put into words.