“Sometimes people forget that I am a boy. I feel frustrated but I remind them and they remember.”
his favorite things are reading, eating fruit, and hanging out with his friends.
"Little by little he stated more and more clearly how he knew he was a boy; first to me, then to his father, then to school and to the world. He was only a little child; he had no fear of oppression or discrimination – he only knew that he was different from how everyone was treating him, and wanted us to listen to who he really was," she wrote in a personal letter describing her decision to fully support her son.
