“THE KID WITH GREEN HAIR”

As my wife and I stood in line at my grandsons school waiting for it to let out, I noticed this young kid with green hair. He was standing with his back against the wall with his head down, tears falling freely as they escape the thoughts from which they were conceived. Feeling somewhat concerned I turned to the young man, who I would say was about thirteen, and I offered myself to him, verbally.

Me: Excuse me, I couldn’t help but notice the color of your hair, “IT LOOKS GOOD ON YOU!” What made you change the color?

Young kid: (now smiling) Thank you! I just felt like it, that’s all. All the other kids laugh at me, but I just wanted to do something different, I don’t know why they make fun of me.

Me: Those kids are just jealous of you.

Young kid: Jealous of me?

Me: Yep! You see all those kids over there, those are your classmates right?

Young kid: Yeah

Me: They are scared to be different, look at them, everyone is the same, they dress alike, they talk alike, no one is original. They are scared to be themselves because they think that no one will “LIKE” them for who they truly are, they should “LIKE” themselves, “LIKE” you.

Young kid: “LIKE” me?

Me: “LIKE” you!

“LIKE” yourself first!

DAME

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