"I'm sure you've had the experience of stereotyping someone because of their appearance, and then being surprised when they didn't fit that judgment."Oh, yeah! We moved into a new house on the day before my twin daughters started kindergarten, so I didn't know the other children or their parents. When the first little girl visited our house one afternoon, I told her mom I'd take her home. She was an awkward child — and very excited about her new bed that she wanted to show us. I drove to her neighborhood, following the directions her mother had given me, and let the little girl point out which house was hers as reached the corner of her street. Expecting a small bungalow, I smiled as I glanced where she was pointing. Taken aback, I looked again — up and up and up — one, two, three floors high, with a curved drive at the front entrance, branching off to ... was that servants' quarters back there? A maid answered the door, and the girl's gracious mother encouraged us to go up the curved stairs in the entry, so the excited girl could show us her new canopy bed. The whole kindergarten class with parents was later invited to visit the family's horse farm an hour's drive into the country. Oh, how very wrong my stereotype had been!
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