I love to read random people's blogs, and I particularly love this girl Azucar's blog. I love this post she wrote a few weeks ago. If you don't feel like clicking on the link (which you really should, because it's a great story and well-written), she writes about an encounter she has with teenage bullies who are harassing people from their car. I love it because she does what I would have done and gets to see justice served. But I also love her sympathy for the goth kid. I hate when people are made to feel like outsiders.
There was a really sweet moment tonight at DC's (the place where I go line dancing) that reminded me of her post. A guy was there who looked really out of place; his friends had probably dragged him there. He was wearing the baggy black jeans with lots of chains (and he was actually really cute). The band members often shout things at the dancers and make jokes, and tonight one of the guys singled out this alternative-looking guy. I was a little nervous for him, but the band member basically welcomed him to DC's, said he was glad he was here since this didn't seem like a place he would typically hang out, gave him a free DC's shirt, and told him to get his redneck on.
It was just a small moment, but it really made me happy. I hope the boy described in Azucar's post finds himself in situations where he is made to feel included as well. Also, I hope that it's okay that I'm posting links to her blog, since she doesn't even know me. :)
There was a really sweet moment tonight at DC's (the place where I go line dancing) that reminded me of her post. A guy was there who looked really out of place; his friends had probably dragged him there. He was wearing the baggy black jeans with lots of chains (and he was actually really cute). The band members often shout things at the dancers and make jokes, and tonight one of the guys singled out this alternative-looking guy. I was a little nervous for him, but the band member basically welcomed him to DC's, said he was glad he was here since this didn't seem like a place he would typically hang out, gave him a free DC's shirt, and told him to get his redneck on.
It was just a small moment, but it really made me happy. I hope the boy described in Azucar's post finds himself in situations where he is made to feel included as well. Also, I hope that it's okay that I'm posting links to her blog, since she doesn't even know me. :)
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