Bella

Bella ( not her real name) joined my son’s school middle of this year.
During one of our dinner table conversation my son mentioned that he thinks Bella has a crush on him.
“And?” I asked
“No way mom, she is huge” he replied.

I fret about my belly fat even though I am only 52 kg and carried 3 babies. And I didn’t know what to say to my son for judging people for their size and appearance.
So, I didn’t say anything.
But I did hear over the past few months about how huge Bella is how she asked out most of the boys in the class and was rejected each and every time.

Yesterday while I was cooking dinner I overheard my son and baby talking.
“Do you want to hear the song Jake ( not his real name) composed?” my son asked baby and proceeded to sing

Our whole universe was in a hot dense state,
Then nearly fourteen billion years ago Bella started growing.. wait.
The Earth began to cool,
Cause Bella blocked the sun,
Neanderthals got scared,
They built a wall
Run boys run, Bella is on her way
She is coming  with the big bang!

I haven’t been this upset for a while.
I can’t even imagine how much Bella is taking each day she comes to school because boys like my son don’t see the damage they are inflicting?
It bothers me even more because my son knows more than anyone how it felt when he was called names at school.

I sat down with him and explained to him that no one choose to be fat. Sometimes it is genetic, sometimes there is a medical reason and sometimes people eat because for them food is their escape from whatever that is tormenting them.
“But I didn’t write the song Mom, it was Jake who wrote” My son replied.
“Did you tell Jake that it is wrong and that it would hurt Bella’s feeling”
Obviously he didn’t.

This morning my son told me “mom, I didn’t really think how our teasing would have hurt Bella, but I will tell my friends to stop teasing her”
My heart still aches for Bella.. She was new to the school and all she tried was to fit in.. I should have acted the first time my son said she was huge..

 

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