A little known fact...I am an Olympic Gymnast in training. I have been studying my trade for many months now & I have already been called "the next Bart Conner".
Secretly, I like going to gymnastics because I am usually the only boy in class.
Today was one of those special days.
During our stretching time, we all sit in a circle on the mat & my teacher encourages us to make a straddle with our legs. For those of you unfamiliar with gym lingo...that's when you spread your legs as far apart as possible, similar to a wishbone.
I am able to sit with my legs at 180 degrees. Impressive, I know.
I am also able to stare at all of the girls attempt this feat of flexibility while I make astute observations.
With her legs in spread-eagle, I definitively told my teacher, "You a 'gyna".
My Mom was quick to TRY to correct (and hope no one else understood, due to my 2 year old accent) and said, "Yes, your teacher is a girl. Brennan is a boy."
I was just a quick to correct her, so I stood up, pulled my pants down & yelled, "I A PENIS."
Yes, I am a boy.
More importantly, I know why I am a boy.
Now everyone else does too.
You're Welcome.
