“Stopped for coffee this morning at 7 eleven (don’t judge) and when a little girl saw me she hid behind her mother and screamed.
When she started crying I felt really bad and had no idea what I’d done. Her mother bent down to comfort her and asked what happened. The little girl whispered something and then the mother turned to look at me.
‘She thinks you’re Wonder Woman,’ whispered the mom in broken English. ‘You’re her favorite… Could you… I’m so sorry…’
‘OF COURSE!!!!’
So I bent down and had the sweetest most encouraging conversation with a 4 year old that I ever ever had outside of my own nieces.
‘Why aren’t you wearing your uniform?’ Sofia asked. ‘Well, I work with non super heroes for most of the day – even though we do super hero stuff on the computer.’
‘So you fight the bad guys on the computer?’ she asked. ‘Sometimes, yes, but we also build some really cool stuff, too.’
‘But when do you wear your boots and tiara? When do you fight crime with your bracelets?’ she wondered.
‘Lots. Lots and lots. I love my boots – and I’ll tell you a secret, even when you can’t see my tiara, I’m wearing a crown. It’s like my Invisible Jet. Wanna touch it?’
She froze. She was so excited. She touched my head and smiled. She said ‘You have hair just like mine!’ So I asked her if she’d like my crown. ‘I have more, promise, but I want you to have this one.’ She was so happy. So, so happy.
She hugged me, her mom thanked me and I was late for work. Because that mattered. And until something in this world tells her differently, she’ll carry herself like she’s wearing that crown.
And hopefully, that crown will help her tell the world to stick it, if and when it ever tells her she’s anything other than worthy.
Oh, God. How I love you. How thankful I am for what you give me in a day.
Go be super heroes, friends.”
By Nancy Jundi