Blog Entry: I wanted to be a boy

I wanted to be a boy ^Please enjoy this picture of a cute cow

I may be straight, but today I found out that my road to Queerattitude started before I had thought.

I was looking through a bunch of stuff from my childhood, and I found a postcard send to "Anne Rasmus (and then my real lastname)". It was from my parents and sent to me, while I was camping with my kindergarten.

Confused I ask my mom, why on earth it said "Rasmus", and she goes "Because you had told us you were a boy named Rasmus". I knew I was a real tomboy, who hated dolls but had an actionman with a bear, climbed the tallest trees, hated anything pink and only made friends with the boys, but I didn't remember that I'd actually identified as a boy.

On this camping-trip there was a boys dormitory and a girls domitory. I slept with the boys - naturally! And when we were divided into groups in sport etc. I was always on the boys team as well.

My mom then found a little book with quotes from my childhood. One of them, was me explaning a man on the bus what The Kissing Game was all about. I said "Well, we have to catch all the girls and if they want to escape they have to threaten to kiss me and the other boys". Another was me proudly telling my parents that "Daniel said I am the coolest one of the boys, because I caught two girls at once!"

The news in Denmark right now are filled with stories of transexual kids, since a kid named Herbert started wearing dresses in kindergarten, untill the grown-ups banned him from doing so. It's being debated basically every day now. I can't describe how happy it made me, that my parents and the grown-ups in my kindergarten just accepted who I was. If I said my name was Anne, then they'd call me Anne, when I changed it to Rasmus, they'd call me Rasmus. It wasn't a big deal to them, they just wanted me to be happy.

For me, it was just a phase I was going through, but I pray that one day this is how all transsexual and questioning kids will be treated!