Stupid Boys...

Whitney really hates her career exploration class. It's not the teacher or the subject. The teacher and his TA are both amazing and really good at what they do. Whitney really enjoys the subjects they cover and the discussions they have. So it's not that. It's the people in the class. Well not all of the people. Rather, it's just a group of boys. They are mean to Whitney. They think she doesn't hear what they say, but she does. They make comments about her her arms and hands. They laugh when Whitney is grouped with a family that has six children expenses. They snicker when Whitney opens the door too forcefully because she forgot that it's not as heavy as the doors outside. She just doesn't think about that. They make comments about Whitney's hobbies and interests. They laugh when Whitney quotes The Enchiridion or talks about the Amish. They make comments about the expression Whitney gets on her face when she's thinking deeply or contemplating something. They roll their eyes when Whitney says things like money isn't important for her happiness. She admits that she would like to have it and that it would make life easier, but she says that she doesn't need it to be happy. They aren't nice to her. They make Whitney feel bad about herself. When she hears them she gets embarrassed. When Whitney is embarrassed she sweats. That makes Whitney feel even worse. She doesn't like being the subject of all of their jokes and she doesn't like feeling sweaty. Whitney doesn't like feeling bad about herself and about who she is and about the things that make her who she is.