[Fearless Females-Women’s History Month, March 24–Shared characteristics]
No doubt about it. We’re all short. My whole family takes after takes after my Grandma Lassalle, my Dad’s Mom. She was a small woman, only about 4 ft 9 inches tall. Grandpa wasn’t much taller, maybe 5 ft 3 inches.
My Grandma was a very youthful adult. She had a young face. When combined with her short stature, people mistook her for a child. My Grandpa joked often about when they first got married and he would take Grandma places. He always got her in for the child ticket price wherever they went.
I take after my Grandma in this way. When I was a teenager, people often thought I was 8 or 9 years old. In my 20s, I was handed the children’s menu at restaurants on a regular basis. There have been a few occasions where I have been mistaken as one of my sibling’s children. It hasn’t been until my 40s and my greying hair that people take a double take and think before they speak.
So, I’ve got Grandma Lassalle to thank for constantly having to tell people that I am, in fact, over 40 😉 It does have it’s benefits. You can really throw people off guard when the under estimate your abilities based on your height.
Genealogist and writer. Creator of the Portuguese Hawaiian Genealogy and Heritage website, yourislandroutes.com