Opinion Corner:I´m short, I´m fat, My nose is too big! (1)
Reporter, South Australia Chinese Weekly
There are no more dramas about who is dating who, no more concerns of which group I am in with to cement my social status, no more concern about what I should wear to school each day. However, the awkward age of being a teenager, doesn’t seem that far away.
Grade 9 was the final year I attended an all-girl school. At an all-girl school, I found that everyone around me was so concern with body image. Every girl would give the same compliment to each other “you’re so skinny” “oh no, I’m nowhere near as skinny as you!” and it would be a vicious circle.
Body image was definitely something that is concerning for a girl and we always pick on the tiny things, which we believe are big deals.
“I´m short, I´m fat, my nose is too big!”
In health studies, we were taught about the effects of alcohol, teen pregnancy, drug addictions, but we were never taught how to appreciate ourselves and what makes us unique. In June 2011, Mission Australia conducted their annual motional youth survey of 50,000 participates and found that the top rate concern for youth was Body Image.
Because in our heads we are told that if we don’t have these aspects in the right proportion, we won’t be happy. No one will love us. I won’t be beautiful.
Here is a tip to every guy out there reading this article:
“No matter how old a woman may be, whether she is 20 or 60. Inside she will still be the same awkward and insecure teenage girl.”
When I was 16 years old, I was an awkward glasses wearing girl with a mouth full of metal. I went to a co-education high school from grade 10-12 and grew up around some (thankfully) decent boys in high school, where I learnt how to interact and hold my own around them. I wasn’t afraid to debate with them in classes; I could joke around and tease them. I could hold my own.
I have learnt over time and now at this age of 21, it is true what those cheesy TV dramas tell you confidence, intelligence and the ability to hold oneself in a conversation is what makes you beautiful.
In grade 5, I moved school from a co-ed primary school to an all-girl school. I came back to my old primary school to visit and I saw a group of boys that were in my grade. The group of boys walked up to me, only one actually spoke to me. I remember this moment well, he walked around me and circled around me, then asked me the question, which school was I attending?, I replied with the school I had moved to.
He stared at me and said “you’re so ugly’