… those Brighton prison `Blues’ …


Welcome to 1964

Here it was, the British Invasion. The Beatles took the world and America by storm after appearing on the Ed Sullivan show. The Boston Strangler caught, Funny Girl and Fiddler on the Roof appearing on Broadway while plans to build the New York World Trade Center announced.
Pope Paul VI instituted the World Day of Prayer for Vocations and the Cleveland Browns were the NFL champions.

…boys were burning draft cards, riots were taking place in Harlem, the Ford Mustang was officially unveiled in the United States and the New York World’s Fair opened. We had Mary Poppins, Bewitched, Hello Dolly and Jeopardy. And to this day with all these worthy news events my only juxtaposition was the  brighton prison “blues”.

What is it about a physical education class that frightens a “fat” person?  Is it just a way to victimize an already low self-esteem? Another rejected form in order to take pity upon one-self? The feeling of intimidation because you know your feats of strength lie within the hand-to-mouth co-ordination?

I remember so vividly my early gym days. First off the physical education attire consisted of a royal blue one-piece, snapped front prison suit. They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I am here to tell you this dress-out costume was not dainty, delicate or delightful and needed to vanish — PROMPTO! Then again had mine actually fit I may have felt different.

Terrified of my own shortcomings and deprivation in strength I mustered a paltry smile at each whirl I was given. Inside tears would well deep inside as I eagle-eyed the itsy-bitsy girls ace the rope climb, master the chin-ups and perfect the limbo. Alone and afraid I sadly sat hoping one day to “fit” in.

Forget not those “bear-butt” naked locker-room-shower- moments either.  No-one prepped me in advance for my over endowed, disproportion freak-like body to be robbed of clothing and on display for all the world to see. Thank goodness cell phones, Facebook, Twitter and all other types of social networks merely did not exist.

“Live Life to the Fullest and Remember to Follow Your Dreams”

“Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.”
— Kahlil Gibran

Check out my excepts under “The Mighty Hercules” and see you soon!

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About jant1951

Grandmother, mother, wife, sister, friend, aunt. A professed love of theatre. Retired from Verizon. Financial secretary at Rappahannock High School. Married to "The Mechanic Man". Love to travel. Born again Christian! View all posts by jant1951

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