As we walked, I asked him, "Would you like to take off your jacket? It's pretyy hot in here. Isn't it?"
As soon as I finsihed my question. My son stopped cold in his track answered with only one word, "NO!"
I stopped, turned, looked at him with concern. "Are you sure? What's the matter with taking off your jacket?"
"Then everyone will be able to see what color my shirt is," said my painfully shy little boy.
Since that day, "seeing what color my shirt is" has been my definition of self-consciousness.
--me strauss Letting me be