OK Round one didn’t work. Let’s move on to round two.
I know the shul you went to. It was for handicapped girls. You had two feet, they would have loved to stand up for you. I heard of a familiar story, a boy on a bus in Eretz Yisroel didn’t stand up for an elderly man. He felt everyones stares and hung his head low. Finally someone pushed him off his seat, and then noticed his crutches. The boy hobbled of at the next stop.