I believe people can’t judge other people by their covers. I used to be like that, but I learned that what you think of people doesn’t always mean your opinion is true. They might have reasons why they choose to look that way.
Sitting in my sixth grade math class one day I saw a girl handing out school newspapers. I felt so scared by just looking at her. She looked evil like if she was about to smack someone in the face. I was kind of scared because she was looking at me like if she knew me. She started walking towards the trashcan and threw her gum away. Then she open the door and was about to leave but before she did one of my friends called out “loser!” Everyone laughed.
I went to the restroom and I heard someone crying in the second stall.
“Who’s in here? What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” I said.
“Why do you care! Just go back to class and laugh like the other kids did and leave me alone!!”
That’s when I knew who it was. It was that eighth grader who walked in class with the newspapers. I told her I was sorry and that I didn’t laugh because I knew it wasn’t funny and I knew I would have felt the same way if I were her. I would probably be crying in the bathroom, too.
“I know you weren’t laughing, thanks,” she said.
Then she walked out of the bathroom. I went back to class and there were only five minutes until the bell was going to ring. I waited and went to the cafeteria to see if the girl was there. That’s where her parents picked her up after school. I ran, and right when I got there I noticed she was alone; it was a great time to talk to her. I went near her; she was just standing there.
“Are you okay?” I said.
“Yeah, it’s not like it’s the first time someone has called me a loser or laughed in my face.”
“Oh, well, I don’t think you’re a loser.”
“Thanks? I guess.”
Then her parents picked her up. I started walking home. When I arrived I got on the computer. I was on MySpace and I saw that I had a “Friend Request”. It was the girl who was crying. I was wondering how she knew my name. I sent her a message and ever since that day Jessica and I have been friends.
That year she made a lot of friends. It was hard for her to make friends before because she didn’t have the confidence to approach someone and talk. She thought everyone thought that she was a loser. That year she won eighth grade prom queen and became really popular. So just because someone calls you “loser”, doesn’t mean you are.
You can’t judge someone by the way they look or act because that might not be who they really are.
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