Fat Bottom Girl Said What

When my ass talks, people listen.


I know I am not popular.  I know I might never be popular.  I am not fat, but I am not thin.  I am of a normal size, but I guess everyone thinks normal means skinny, so they call me fat.  One of the boys, who I think is cute, also calls me “Stinkbomb”.  I guess because my first name begins with “St”, he thinks that putting “Stinkbomb” in front of my name sounds funny.  It seems to be funny to the other kids, because they laugh.  To me the words sting; they hurt enough to bring tears to my eyes.  I can’t get away from him on the monkey bars, because he follows me there and calls me names.  I tell the teacher what he calls me.  She smiles and says he just calls me that because he likes me and he is flirting with me.  I try to wrap my mind around this.  He likes me so he calls me names?  I don’t understand really, because I am only 8, but I am smarter enough to know that thinking he likes me because he calls me mean names, is better than the alternative.



(I think that was the beginning of men calling me mean names and me being okay with it.)



Written for Tipsy Lit Prompt:  Through a Child’s Eyes



Just so you know, the stuff I write is mine.  Even though it might be crap to some, it’s my crap, and you can’t have it.


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36 thoughts on ““Stinkbomb”

  1. Awwww…was that really your sad story? I hope you’ve become tougher!!! 🙂

  2. I also wrote about an 8 year old.

    You said a lot with few words. I like it!

  3. Gunther says, he needs names and addresses, and he’ll be on his way… Because you are #1 With him and me!

  4. Kids are so damn mean sometime! I don’t think he’d want to mess with you these days…

  5. There is a saying something like “give me a boy when he’s seven and I’ll show you the man” .

    • Really? Is that an Irish saying? I LOVE IT!!! I think that is probably very true, because they say our personalities are formed by the time we are 5. Thinking of my son at 7 though, I realize what a humorous, kind-hearted man he will be, and that’s such a wonderful thought it brings a tear to my eye. Thanks Tric!!

      • I am sure your son will grow into a wonderful young man. I don’t think we Irish can take credit for this saying I think it was the jesuit priest order who came up with it but I do think there is a lot of truth in it.

      • I am sure your son will grow into a wonderful young man. I don’t think we Irish can take credit for this saying I think it was the jesuit priest order who came up with it but I do think there is a lot of truth in it.

      • It’s perfect!

  6. Some kids are incredibly cruel, the only consolation is that they never lose that streak of cruelness and life will deal you some crippling blows when you take that attitude into adulthood.

  7. A connection I’ve never really made before: “(I think that was the beginning of men calling me mean names and me being okay with it.)”

    But how incredibly truthful. Really, we’re all just grown up children. And like with the stripper piece you did, I’m snugly inside your character’s mind. I liked this.

  8. WendyStrain on said:

    I loved this and had never made that connection really. The little things that fly under our attention that make such a tremendous difference in the way we view ourselves and how we live our lives. Glad things worked out right eventually.

    • Actually they haven’t worked out right, but hopefully I can make my head right, and turn that crazy notion I wrote about around. Knowing what the problem is, is the first step to a solution!

  9. Kids are sometimes so mean without intending to. I dunno if there was any malice behind his words but they sure did hurt. Hope you have turned the stink right back at him by living your life wonderfully. A well written piece. 🙂

  10. Reminded me of the rhyme, sticks and stones may hurt me . . . words are just as powerful.

    Wonderful way to show that as adults, we don’t always know the best things to say.
    Thank you for sharing, and write more.

  11. Brilliant example of less is more – love the sparseness that is still so loaded with meaning in your prose 🙂

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