“Okay class, find your height!!”
These words were famous and often heard during flag ceremonies and other school programs that require the students to fall in line. Hmp! They never sounded great to my ears! I’m 5′ 4 1/2″, weighing 52 kgs. Sounds and looks good right? Did you notice the 1/2? Of course, that’s important! Those figures make me taller than the rest bwehehehe! But having the height isn’t always an advantage. It’s not always beautiful like how others see it.
*If you are already tall and it so happened that you love wearing high heeled shoes, either people stare at you as if they were trying to tell you “hey, you don’t need it, you know etc…” or you easily get noticed in the crowd. Thank God I don’t hehehe! Both! I don’t wear high heeled shoes unless it’s really needed and I don’t get noticed so easily! 😉
*If you’re a student, you’d often find yourself in the last row. Good thing our class adviser followed a seat plan according to our family names. At least, I got to sit on the second row. Even when I watch a concert, I had to give way to those who are shorter than me so that they would enjoy the show.
I was one of the lucky ones who passed and managed to join the CAT MoCoy (Model Company) back in High School. At first, I had the same thought that for sure I’ll be in the last row again, because of my height. You know how drills are done – strict like you’re in a real military drill…. That first thought made me so thankful. At least I’d be in the last row… At least the officer wouldn’t notice if I make a single move. At least I won’t get noticed in any way… I was wrong… I didn’t know that those who have the height get the first row. I was one of those six tallest girls who share the same height in the platoon. Unfortunately, our Officer assigned me to be on the first slot from left. One wrong move to a wrong direction, we’re all dead!
Being on that post for the whole school year, every 4pm under the sun in the school quadrangle, 5 days a week – was never easy. Imagine a 5′ 4 1/2″ tall skinny teenage girl being shouted at “Cortez! Tiger look!” or “Cortez! Squat!” for God knows how many times, Feels like I was melting like an ice cream because my crush was standing opposite to where I was. Hahaha! That made me shivered all the time. Hehehe!