To be Blue

 In the passage, " Am I Blue?", by Bruce Coville, I feel that Vincent goes through character development without noticing or ignoring the fact. During the beginning, Vincent felt self-conscious for being openly 'gay' even though he wasn't sure and couldn't make up his mind, he still was bullied for being 'different'. All of a sudden, a man appears out of nowhere claiming his name was Melvin and that he was Vincent's 'fairy godfather'. Vincent acts churlish to the man, not believing what he said, but once Melvin shows him some 'magic', he instantly shuts-up and watches in awe. Then Melvin takes Vincent to a coffee shop and explains his life story and that Vincent is his first case to collaborate with. Finally, after Vincent decided he should save his 3rd wish, he understands that its okay to be different, that it's okay to be gay.

Vincent was gay. Vincent was not gay. Vincent couldn't make up his mind, and although he was dumbfounded as to what he was, he was still bullied and teased. He felt like the only one who was gay, and the only one who was picked on because of it.

Later on, Melvin appears, announcing that he was Vincent's "fairy god-father". Vincent stuck to being realistic, and disagreed with the man. Oh, but Vincent was wrong, and he knew it too, for her found out that his "fairy god-father" was indeed magical. Soon, Melvin starts explaining to Vincent that there are many people in this world that are gay, including himself.

"Me being your first case. Does that mean I'm gay?"

"You may be, you may not, The point is, you're getting picked on because people THINK you are..."

Vincent is surprised, and shocked. He didn't think there were that many gay people in the world, but once Melvin lends Vincent his gaydar (a special ability whether to see if people are gay or not), he stares at everyone in amazement.

'I opened my eyes and gasped'

There were blue people everywhere around him! Melvin explains that if you see a blue person, then you know that their gay.

Finally, Vincent understands. He gets it. It's okay to be gay, you don't have to hide the truth. There are many others just like you, you just don't notice.

VINCENT EVOLVED into someone who wasn't afraid to be who they were. He wasn't sure if he was gay. He wasn't sure if he was straight. But either way, he was okay with it.

In the fifth grade, when I was 11, I hung out with four girls who were my closest friends. Or so I thought.

One day, three out of the four came up to me and asked me to talk to them in private. Of course I followed, trying not to be rude. As we arrived in a more private location, they began to converse.

They told me to stop being who I was, who I am.

According to them, I was childish, loud, unfocused, and it embarrassed them. I was to different.

They asked me to become more quiet, more serious, less talkative.  I was weird, and they didn't like it.

I was shocked, hearing what what was coming out of their mouths.

They didn't like the real me. Hearing that crushed me inside. I was destroyed, broken.

But even though there was a blazing fire burning my heart, that there was pain inside, I covered my true feelings with a smile, a sad smile. A smile that said " How could you? I thought we were friends!".
Still, I ignored everything my mind screamed at me, and I said that one word that I regretted so much at that very moment. That one word that crushed me more than the words they told me.

"Sure."

I did it, I did everything they told me to, until my closest friend from the group, the one who did not come up and hurt me with their words, told me something I was shocked to hear.

My three closest friends were in the girls bathroom talking about me.

Why?

Did I ever do something to them to make them treat me in such a way?

Was I just toyed with all along?

Of course I cried at the time. Hey, who wouldn't?

As I thought over the week why this happened to me, I came to a conclusion.

Screw it, I didn't care. Their opinions didn't matter to me. I was better then them. You want to know why?

Because I was different, because I AM different.

And I wasn't afraid to show it.

Now that I'm at M.s 51, and I have a group of friends who love me for who I am, I'm happy. I learned that its okay to be different, it's okay to be me.

At the moment, I do not regret this event that happened in my life, for without it, I wouldn't understand that its okay to be who you are.

And now that I'm brave, and I've experienced that moment, you can't break me. Nothing can.

Knowing that I have a loving family and friends, I am protected from any ones hurtful thoughts.

Everyone in this world likes to hide the truth, because they think it makes them different. Well, they're wrong. Just because you are something some one else is not, doesn't mean you both aren't human beings, the same kind.

No.

Your special when you show you are different. Why? Because you're not afraid to show your true colors.

And neither am I.