I thought the worst part of my daughter’s first swimming competition would be watching her coach publicly shame her for not shaving her legs. But when I approached the woman afterward without revealing I was the girl’s mother, she started saying things that made me question what was happening at practice.
My 12-year-old daughter was sitting beside the swimming pool, desperately trying to hide her legs under a towel.
“You’re seriously going to swim looking like that?” a woman in a coach’s uniform asked. “Those hairy legs? That’s embarrassing, sweetheart. Even the boys are going to laugh at you!”
My daughter, Gia, lowered her head and pulled the towel tighter.
I stood frozen, my phone still pointed toward the pool.
My name is Iris, and until that moment, I’d never met Gia’s swimming coach.
Since our divorce three years earlier, my ex-husband, Jamie, had handled swimming practice.
It was their special activity, and I’d always respected that.
I’d arrived just before her race, hoping to surprise her and record the moment.
Instead, I’d walked into something that made me want to drag that woman away from my daughter.
Before I could reach them, the coach walked off.
Gia finally noticed me.
“Mom! Why didn’t you tell me?!”
“That my legs are disgusting! Coach Emma said girls my age are supposed to shave! She said you should’ve taught me that already!”
“Honey, there’s nothing disgusting about your legs.”
“Stop! Everyone’s going to laugh at me because of you! You’re a terrible mom! Why didn’t you warn me?!”
She was fighting back tears.
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