Bravery
I went on a walk this afternoon in my sleepy residential neighborhood. There was a little girl standing at the end of her sidewalk, by herself, and I thought she'd scatter back into her house as I, the Big Stranger, walked by, or at least take a few steps backwards onto her lawn. Instead she stood her ground as I approached. I said hi and smiled. She said hi and smiled back. She was holding a clipboard. We were both very brave.
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About Me
- David Oppegaard
- St. Paul, Minnesota
- I am the author of And the Hills Opened Up, The Suicide Collectors, and Wormwood, Nevada.
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6 comments:
Hey David,
Be a little more brave and go to Wayne's (above) single dating website. Did you find anything of interest with a bag pack on your back? but anyway you just might find something of interest there.
and then you can try out success univ (universe or university?) online...
There's fine line between bravery and outright stupidity. I have deleted those "comments" you speak of. Stupid spammers ):
If I were the kid's parent, I'd be happy she were courageous and also terrified she didn't have the sense to not get too close. I know you're a good boy, OPP. And 99.999% of big fellers your size are just fine. Still, I want my kids to run away from strangers.
I don't want my kids to run away from strangers. I want them to be kind to strangers. I want them to say hello and be helpful. And if a stranger asks their names I want them to give elaborate fake ones. And if a stranger ever touches them anywhere on their bodies, I want them to kick said stranger in the groin.
Yeah, I hear you, man. I want you to run away from strangers, too.
I do run away from strangers. Mrs. Ash kicks them in the groin without saying hello.
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