Now, I'm not a very intimidating person most of the time. But I was an adult, and they were probably nine and seven, or thereabouts. (They looked like sisters.) It made me so sad that these two little African-American girls were afraid of me.
I left as quickly as I could so they wouldn't have to be afraid.
We teach kids to be careful of strangers, and what else can you do in this world? But I hate to see kids afraid....
I don't remember if I found any good clothes on that trip, but I do remember the looks on those little girls' faces. It makes me ache, those frightened children.
When I remember this, and it makes me sad. And I wish for a day no kid would have to be afraid.