Duckling Stereotypes

If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, it’s a duck, right? The way people have judged me my entire life lead me to disagree with that statement. A duck is born a duck, but does not have to do duck things or live a lifestyle like other ducks do. I consider myself that “ugly duckling,” because I stand out from the others that seem to be like me. A person may look or carry themselves a certain way, but the outer appearance can hide a lot of inner conflicts. A small town, eighteen-year-old girl, born and raised in Albany, Georgia is who I am. Some people think I live this life like you would see on television. The big house on the block with at least four cars in the yard and all the newest clothes with the nicest shoes,

When most people hear my last name they automatically say, “Are you related to the Meadows that own the funeral home?” When I answer “Yes!” They say “Oh, you got money.” What people don’t understand is that it takes money to make money when running a business. The service cars at the funeral home must stay fueled, the lights must stay on and when things break they must be fixed or replaced, because any little thing can disrupt the flow of the business. Money has never just been handed to me, which is another thing people assume about me. Why would I have to work for anything if my family already has it? My parents didn’t raise me that way.
My family taught me no matter how much I have I must work like I have nothing, because everything can get taken away from me. I work for everything I get unless my family feels I deserve it, then I don’t have to do anything to get what I need. I just ask. Most people think I’m spoiled, because I’ve never had to want for anything in their eyes. My family and I have always made a way to get the things we needed. I didn’t get all the things I wanted, but I worked hard and dedicated to getting what I needed. Nothing came

I will say sometimes my attitude can be very rude, or I may come off as nonchalant, but I only act like that when people rub me the wrong way. “Treat people how you want to be treated,” was something I heard my whole life. I didn’t always agree with that statement, but my view on it has changed. My mother used to say it all the time “treat people how you would want to be treated,” but even when you treat people how you would want to be treated they don’t do the same. Not many people can say that I’ve been unkind to them, and if they can I probably had a bad day, someone said something that offended me, or they had an attitude with me and I got one right back with them.
I can be very quick tempered, when I really care about someone. The reason being, is because I hold people I call family and friends to a higher standard than someone I barely know. So therefore, I get offended and take things to heart when someone close to me crosses me, because I would never do the same. Someone on the outside looking would think “Oh, she has a bad attitude.” No, I just am a very emotional person when it comes to the people I love. I would lay down my life for my loved ones, so my attitude does not affect the type of person I