I'll just never understand why people are so mean, especially about things that are beyond our control. I feel as though parents are partly to blame, though... I'd never have even dreamed of making fun of someone for looking "different", because my mother was strict in making sure my brother and I knew that it's wrong.
I remember my little brother defending a girl in his elementary school against her tormentors, who were picking on her for being bald. She had cancer, and she wore baseball caps to cover up her head while she was in remission and her hair was growing back.
That's a fabulous idea, though, christybird... someone ought to create schools especially for curlies.
Life would have been so much easier for a lot of us that way!