In school, I never found a place that I fit.
I remember being the only one from my group of friends in 4th grade to not be in Mrs. Mim’s class [She was the “it” teacher for the 4th grade…everyone wanted her class.] I was devastated. All of my friends were in her class and I was forced to make new friends. I remember looking on at lunch because they were all together and feeling left out. During PE & Recess they had their own ‘group’ I was no longer included in because I wasn’t in the same class.
They call him Jesus.
And he too was a “black sheep.”
So for now, I’ll continue to be on the back-burner.
It’s okay if I’m not “it” or “in.”
Because if I’m the club with him, being that sheep, really is okay.