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Girls would take me on as a sympathy project, then just disappear. I didn't blame them. Who would want a boyfriend with no arms? It's not easy being a teenager. I went to my first dance without a date. Just as I thought, I ended up standing alone against the back wall of the gym. I remember feeling a little uncomfortable, wondering if I should ask someone to dance or if someone would eventually ask me. All of a sudden one of the girls from my English class walked up to me, looked me in the eye impatiently, and said, "Let's go!" It was obvious that she wanted me to dance with her. Her approach wasn't very romantic, but seconds later we were tearing up the dance floor. |
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I don't think that girl will ever know how important she was to me that night. At various times in my life people like her have come along to say or do just the right thing when I needed it. Those sensitive ones are the hope-givers. They're rare, because they can get their minds off their own problems long enough to reach out to help someone else in need.
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