I was shopping in the supermarket when I heard a young voice."Mom,come here!There's this lady here my size!" The mother rushed to her son;then she turned to me to say sorry to me. I smiled and told her,"It's OK."Then I talked to the boy,"Hi,I'm Dory Kramer. How are you?" He studied me from head to toe,and asked,"Are you a little mommy?" "Yes,I have a son," I answered. "Why are you so little?"he asked. "It's the way I was born," I said."Some people are little. Some are tall. I'm just not going to grow any bigger."After I answered his other questions,I shook the boy's hand and left. My life as a little person is filled with stories like that. I enjoy talking to children and explaining why I look different from their parents. It takes only one glance( ) to see I'm different. I stand three feet nine inches tall(="1.14" metres).I was born adwarf.In spite of this,I did all the things other kids did when I was growing up. I didn't realize how short I was until I started school. Some kids called me names  .Then I knew. I began to hate the first day of school each year. But I learned to smile and face the fact that I was going to be noticed my whole life.What I lacked in height,I made up for in personality.When people are rude,I remind myself,"Look what else I have-a great family,nice friends." Why did the mother say sorry to Dory Kramer?
Because the boy ran into the author. Because the boy hit the author. Because the boy said the author was fatter than him. Because the mother thought the boy's words had hurt the author.