Mylifeasalittlepersonisfilledwithstories.IenjoytalkingtochildrenandexplainingwhyIlookdifferentfromtheirparents．Ithastakenmanyyearsof 36 myconfidencetobeabletodothat．
Ididn’t 37 howshortIwasuntilIstartedschool．Astimewenton，IjusttriedtosmileandacceptthefactthatIwasgoingtobe 38 mywholelife．Iwasdeterminedtomakemy 39 anadvantageratherthanadisadvantage．Myfriendsbecameincreasingly 40 .They’dhelpmeupthebussteps．Ifpeoplewerecruel，theywouldtakethemasideand 41 them．
42 Ilackedinheight，I 43 inpersonalitymyabilitytolaugh，evenatmyself．Forexample，onetimeIwas 44 thewashingmachineatmyparents’housetograbthewetclothes．Ifell45 inandyelledforMother，whowassittingnearbyreadingthepaper．Watchingfeet 46 everywhere，shelaughedandsaid，“Ishouldleaveyouinthere.”I 47 her．
I’m47now，andthe 48 havenotreducedasI’vegrownolder．PeopleaskmyfriendsifIliveinadollhouse．Theylook 49 whentheyseemegetoutofmycaronthedriver’sside．Duringthosetimes，Itrytokeepagood 50 .Whenpeoplearerude，I 51 myself，“LookwhatelseIhave--agreatfamily，nicefriends.”
Andit’sthechildren’squestionsthatmakemylife 52 ．“Whyareyousoshort?Howoldareyou?Areyouamommy?”WhenItalkwithchildren，theyareleft 53 thattheirquestionshavebeenanswered．Myhopeisthatintakingtimewiththem，Iwill 54 themtoaccepttheirpeers，whateversizeandshapetheycomein， 55 treatthemwithrespect．