How I learned about “Intersex”

lgbtlaughs:

When I was in sixth grade, I attended synagogue like every other Jewish person I know. One of the boys there, around 8 or 9 at the time, occasionally showed up in pink skirts or sequined tops. Naturally, I asked his mother why. Her answer:

“That’s Nathaniel. He was born with both girl parts and boy parts, so sometimes he feels like a boy and sometimes he feels like a girl. Most days he wears khakis and a button-down shirt like the normal boys, but sometimes Nathaniel feels more like Natalie. When he feels like that, then she wears dresses and skirts.”

This explanation is one of the best I’ve heard for this intersex/however they identify person. And that was totally okay with me. I accepted it without question, it wasn’t weird at all, and I didn’t bring it up again.

I don’t see why people make such a big stink out of telling their kids about LGBTQ+ people. Kids are generally much more open-minded and willing to accept those who deviate from the norm than adults are. If only the rest of the world could see it this way!

[anon]