Assumption: Lara had everything, beauty, brains, money and no problems.
Most mornings I used to walk into the high school with Lara; she was always happy and cheerful, and certainly lightened my load. I was newly divorced, two unhappy kids, and one stressed out frustrated and scared mother ~ can’t say I was thinking very good then either! One wintery day we met at the side walk and I admired her lovely fur coat. Lara’s reply jolted me into reality. I have rheumatoid arthritis. My dad thought that this coat would help with the damp cold wintery weather so I would not be in so much pain.
Assumption: You can’t be drop-dead gorgeous, a genuinely nice person with big boobs and be intelligent too.
Diane and I were having lunch in the special education office that noon since we did not have cafeteria duty. It was a refreshing talking to her; she was always happy and lifted my spirits. For the first time I noticed a tiny mark on her cheek and asked her about it. “I was in a car accident about five year years ago and lost half my face. An old country doctor sewed me up and it was amazing. I have had to wear heavy medicated makeup up until recently and now, not so much”. A drunk driver was the cause.
Now, to blow the rest of my assumptions about beautiful intelligent women to smithereens, she was an amazing teacher. Diane’s silk dresses and 2” heels never slowed her down. She had complete control at all times over her junior and senior special needs English classes. Her specialty, behavior problems. Students never gave her a hard time twice. She could think on her feet, was always prepared and employed energy that I could only dream of!
Lesson learned, don’t make assumptions!