I'm queer and in high school.
No, it goes much further than that.
I'm blatantly, flamingly, screamingly queer in high school.
I mean, somebody has to be. And I suppose it'd be me since I never fit in anyway. (wry smile)
I came out to myself in ninth grade, freshman year. Washington State. Tenth grade I started a Gay/Straight Alliance in my high school. It wasn't really a. . . New. . . Group of people, as it was the same group as the drama club and the literary magazine and the Amnesty International group, but it was a new title. The title caused us to be acknowledged by the school. We were shut down for club status by the princi'pal', as she told us we were "a sex club." We refrained from mentioning, say, the football team . . . But ended up meeting on campus anyway, as we had the legal right to.
We fought through student council, but were turned down eventually because they said that we had packed the meeting for our status with supporters. The fact that we had only one negative vote wasn't accounted for just by the group of students that turned out. . .
I think we ended up getting club status, but that was a long way into it.
Eleventh grade I moved to California. I came to school with queer buttons and beads, was blatant about my girlfriend and reawakened the Gay/Straight Alliance at that school, which had official club status. That club actually turned into a 'sex club,' unfortunately. . . They're doing better this year, but I'm not there since I moved to a different school.
Eleventh grade was weird, though. The school I was at was very racially integrated, but sexuality was a different matter. I was generally accepted by my peers in the advanced classes, but some were still confused. It was generally a okay environment, though, except for the time that some guys threw water bottles at me and called me 'dyke.' There was also some hate through tearing down of GSA posters and such, but not too immense. I did a forum on anti-gay harassment (from the
Safe Schools Coalition of Washington) in response, which inspired some dialogue. As did our participation in the Day of Silence. At the lunchtime meeting for that, we overflowed a classroom.
This year, senior year, I'm at a very liberal
charter school. We're tiny. I haven't started a queer group because there really aren't any clubs (really), and because there are three queer students, other than me, that I know of. I'm friends with two of them, and don't know who the other one is - I've made my orientation clear throughout the school, though, and hope that anyone who needed help could come to me. I'm running for prom king, by the way.
They changed the date of prom for us. My girlfriend lives across the country. When the prom date was different from the projected one that I'd bought her plane ticket around, the prom committee ended up changing the date of prom for the lesbians. Which is mind-boggling.
I'm also working with the
San Diego Gay Youth Alliance (a social support group for queer youth in San Diego) and San Diego Youth Pride:
SATURDAY, MAY 3, 12:00 - 6:00, San Diego Youth Pride presents SD's first Pride event for and by youth. Queer and allied youth ages 14-24 are welcome. Entertainment includes Bitch & Animal, I Am Loved, Elena and the Lancer Dancers. March from the Hillcrest Youth Center to The Center at noon, festival at The Center starting at 1:00.
So that's where I am. Where I'm headed? Civil rights law, of course, via The Evergreen State College and then NYU School of Law (an 'I hope' on the second bit).
So yeah. Busy stuff. My experience hasn't been quite, um, normal. . . But it's been what one could call successful, I suppose.
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Edited by: sprhrgrl
at: 4/26/03 12:54:21 am