I dropped kiddos off at school this morning, and overheard some stuff.
Me and my adventurous killer-macho fragile x hearing....
Two 5th grad girls, fussing over their hair.
One is very frustrated, the rain made her hair flop.....
So the other looks right at her and says (and I quote):
"Be real, girlie. You ain't real, you ain't nothin'."
Even as an adult, *I* don't have that confidence! 5th grade is totally different than I recall.
Of course, I was as shy as the day is long. Gotta love that FX carrier shyness...