The Ugly Duckling

Since I don’t know when, I have been considered the ugly duckling of my family, well at least compared to my mother and sister. My hair is too stringy, my nose is too flat, my eyes are too small, etc... Often times I have been kidded by them that I am such a sloppy dresser, or that I’m getting too flabby (for their taste) and all. And though I don’t mind and consider it a fact, sometimes I do get annoyed when people just tell me… “Oh, your mom and your sister are prettier than you.” I don’t have to be reminded by that, I know that already!

My Uncle, however, made my day the other day when he said that every time he sees me, I grow more beautiful. I mean, nowadays, Enrique and his mom are the only ones who tell me that I’m beautiful. Vanity aside, it’s quite pleasant to hear once in a while compliments such as those. People say that what matters is the beauty within, not the physical beauty. I believe in this of course. But then again, I also think people wouldn’t also mind being complimented on their physical attributes!