The heights in our family vary. My parents don’t tower over people like a skyscraper, but they don’t look up to people like a dog either. They both are an average height. On the other hand, my brother and I are on the shorter side of the height spectrum. Small, short, and sit near the ground. When we speak we look up to our friends and family. When spoken to we are looked down upon by friends and family.

When you drive behind me, it is difficult to see my head over the seat. And when my mom gets in my car she bangs her knee on the steering wheel. Though I am 5’2” I don’t look too small, but when I stand in a group I look like a tiny ant in a group of large spiders. When I stand with my cousins, I am the oldest but look the youngest based off of height. Height varies and my family is a prime example.