On Father’s Day, my family took me out Contra Dancing (a type of folk dance). We went with another family and had a great time. Some of the men there were dressed in kilts. After the dance my friends commented on how strange and silly the men in skirts were. On the contrary, I thought their attire was awesome and said to myself, “Gee, if I came dancing enough, it would be fun to wear a kilt also.”
Funny how all of us have different intellectual and emotional constitutions. I am naturally drawn to the unusual. It is no more my virtue than it is the vice of my friends to find the unusual unappealing. I have been that way since I was young and so have they. They have disciplined themselves to accept (albeit with effort) others while I have disciplined myself not to jump into every odd thing.
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