Growing Up

So i thought i'd do a post about what it was like growing up a vegetarian.

From the age of about nine i stopped eating meat and i didn't eat many eggs, only in baking and such (hate the taist!).
A few of the most hurtful comments came from the most ignorant people, unfortuantly, these people were often family friends and parents of my friends.

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  I was once told by a man in his 60's who worked for St Johns Ambulance that i was going to die before i got to 50, that i was going to be so weak i would have to be in a wheelchair, that my brain would shrink and i would become mentally incompetant because my body would be so deficciant in nutrience.
  (Whaaat a load of bull! and he apparantly learned this during nursing training??)

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  Another one i was told was that i would go blind.
  A woman told my mom this, so my mom became very reluctant to allow me from abstaining fish, cheese and eggs.

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  At a friends house i was told i wasn't allowed to leave the table until i ate the meat they were served, even though i explained i didn't eat meat.

I guess i didn't have it too bad, my mum let me eat what i chose to, but always bought me veggies and nuts and quorn products, and there were a good number of vegetarian children at my school.

People are learning slowly, and now i'm an adult i can make my own choices, bring my own food to events and teach people what i know.

I hope that in another 10 years or so, people will be able to look past all the myths we somehow get sucked into about a vegan diet and a humane lifestyle.