Peanut Butter Strenght

I believe that every child deserves to feel superior at least once before they become an adult. It doesn’t matter how it happens. As a fourteen year-old girl I had that moment and it was a little moment but I had it. That’s what matters

When I was growing up with my two older brothers my parents used to always think that my brothers were so much “stronger” than me just because they were men. They used to make me clean and make my brothers just lift heavy objects. I hated that they were so sexist.

One day when all of us were over at my friend’s house, we were playing games and doing all that fun stuff. It was lunch time so I decided to make a PB and J sandwich, my favorite. As I was spreading the jelly I was struggling to get the peanut butter jar open. So I asked my friend, my friend’s friend and finally I asked my brother, “the macho one of the family”. Once I gave him the jar and told him it was extremely tight and I couldn’t open it, he said “oh no problem-o”. Of course he was so going to be so cocky about it. He tried and tried so hard but couldn’t do it. I laughed so hard that day. I then asked my friend’s mom, Jillian. I handed her the jar and she “pretended” to open it. At the time I thought that she really was trying .She handed me the jar back and said “I’m sorry. I can’t open it”. I was shocked so I was trying to open the jar again and it popped open.

That special moment where I thought that she didn’t do anything, that moment where I thought I opened it all by my self, that moment will be replayed over and over again because in that moment she made me believe in myself. I believe that every child deserves to feel superior at least once before they become an adult. And in that moment I was that child.