Invisible Child

It was Valentine’s Day and I was five years old, excitedly heading to kindergarten with a sack full of cards for everyone to be dropped into the gaily decorated Valentine’s box. I was an extremely shy little girl but I knew everyone in the classroom, just by watching them from a distance, sometimes from under the table so I could be hidden. I watched with big brown, expectant eyes as Valentine cards were pulled and names were called. I waited and waited for my name to be mentioned but not until the very end did I finally receive one card from my teacher, who had given one to every child. I could hardly wait for the day to end because I was so disappointed. I realized that I knew everybody but they didn’t know me! My personality was so cloaked with bashfulness that it was as if I was invisible.

Invisible child

Girl virtually unseen

Hidden from vision

Bewildered they can’t see her

Timidity shrouds her face.