Short Like Me

As I walked up to my son’s school for his 5th grade celebration I noticed a woman walking in front of me next to a man heading the same direction. I assumed the woman to be a student at the elementary school at first because of her height, but her body language suggested otherwise and when she turned her head to look at the man I realized she was a grown woman.

A woman shorter than me! I’m 4’11-ish (somewhere betweeen 4’10 3/4 and 5’0 1/2, depending on my mood. LOL, J/K – sorta).

After I got over my initial shock I immediately checked out what she was wearing. My eyes went straight to her ankles as I wanted to see if she was able to find pants that fit her short legs. And they did! They weren’t cut at the wrong point or dragging and I realized she must have sewn them to fit properly. Then I checked out the rest of her outfit and thought about how cute her outfit was.

Then I went into the cafeteria and when the “graduation” was over we were told to line up around the sidewalk so that the kids could march through and we could cheer for them. And as we did I realized that most of the women were around my height, the average being around 5’0 and the men being around 5’4. I noticed that most of the women and men were Latino. From my experience in living in cities with larger hispanic populations I’ve typically seen women around 5’3 and men 5’8, but I realized that I’m used to Puerto Ricans, Dominicans, and Cubans living in Florida and perhaps these Latinos/as were Mexican, who tend to be shorter.

Nationality isn’t the point, though. I just have to say there is something so comforting about seeing people your size around you. It made me realize I feel like I’m living in a land of giants all the time. One that was not made for me for I must crane my neck and destroy my hips from dangling my feet off the ground. I don’t speak for all shorties, but for me being short-statured makes me feel small. You look someone in the eye and you are equals. Nice to be able to do that for a short while today.

The women were my height and my body build. I sure hope they didn’t catch me staring at them as I was taking mental notes on what kind of clothing might look good on my body. We could use some more representation.

Since I was a kid I’ve heard a lot about how girls compare themselves to tall, thin supermodels and this destroys their self-esteem. It never did anything to mine. What always bothered me is that I couldn’t fit into clothing made for the normal-sized woman. The pants and sleeves are too long, the shoulders and arms too narrow, gap at the back of the pants. Left me feeling like a hobbit-sized linebacker with biceps and a huge ass.

I’ve got a normal body time. For a gymnast. A gymnast who has let herself go. Like, really really really let herself go.

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6 thoughts on “Short Like Me

  1. I hear you Quixie regarding the issues we face being ‘short arses’, as they so charmingly refer to us here in Australia. Trying to buy clothes (and shoes) that actually FIT, Trying to see over a high customer service counter, and having no choice but to use furniture that is NEVER being ergonomically right for our short legs!

    And I challenge ANYONE who is taller than 5′ 3′ to try holding your knees together for more than 30 mins while sitting on a chair where your feet cannot reach the ground. Only THEN will you get it. lol

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    1. “Short arses” Ha! The seeing over the counter thing is a bit demeaning, at least for me. The other day I was at the bank depositing money and the counter came up to my chin! Made me feel like I was 5 years old.

      You are so right on about the holding your knees together thing. That explains why my inner thigh muscles are always so tight!

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  2. Oh yes! I’m five feet even if I stand up really straight! On of my daughters is barely 4’11”, the other made it all the way to 5’1″. The shorter one has a really slim build, and often buys her jeans in the children’s department. (Cheaper too!)

    I have real problems with chairs, especially when I’m singing. I really have to have my feet on the floor for that, and so I’m usually perched right on the front edge of the chair, since if I sit back my feet don’t reach. It’s hard on my butt, that’s for sure.

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    1. I remember when I was little enough to shop in the children’s department! In fact, I did all the way through high school and occasionally into college. Wish I could do that now!

      I can totally relate to the chair thing. In college I’d put my backpack under my feet so that my lower back ached less. I’d do the whole sitting foward thing as well, but I’ve also found regardless of how I sit I have issues with the edge of the chair digging into the back of my thighs and cutting off circulation. Probabably because my legs are hanging.

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  3. I don’t speak for all shorties, but for me being short-statured makes me feel small. You look someone in the eye and you are equals. Nice to be able to do that for a short while today.

    I read an article not too long ago, about the guy who invented the Segway — he designed a wheelchair that could climb stairs, and also could raise the person so they were at eye level with people standing near them. I had never considered this aspect of those who have to use a wheelchair, but since then I’ve read more about how it makes them feel in social situations, when they have to look up and everyone else looks down at them.

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    1. Oh, I didn’t know that about the Segway guy! Yeah, no likes being looking down on. I also sometimes wonder what it’d be like for a taller person constantly looking down on people. My MIL is taller than the average woman, and even many men, and explains that it makes her feel like a big oaf and people perceive her as arrogant sometimes when she is not. Also, she’s got some upper back problems from slumping all the time.

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About Quixie

Hi! I go by "Quixie" My nickname comes from the term I began using to describe myself when I began blogging nearly 4 years ago: "quixotic," meaning "exceedingly idealistic; unrealistic and impractical." It's how I described my evangelical Christian faith at the time. Now I'm an agnostic atheist who is trying to find a balance between idealism and reality.