Sweet and Sour

I was walking to the library and this class of 3rd graders were eating in the middle of their tour of UCLA. Two girls stood up and waved to me (everyone else was busy talking, laughing, etc) and I waved back and smiled. They got really excited and then I stopped to talk to them for a bit.


"We're playing sweet and sour," the girl explained.
"My sister used to love that game!" I told them.
(They smiled.)
"We've gotten 7 people so far!" the girl told me, holding up 8 fingers.
"Really! What grade are you guys in?"
"3rd."
Suddenly 5 more girls come up to me.
"UCLA's really pretty!"
"What does UCLA stand for?"
"Do you like it here?"
Then one girl boldly runs over and says, "I like your top!"
"Thanks," I said.
"I like your curly hair!" she continued. Then she ran over and grabbed her friend.
"We both like your top," she said.
"Thanks, I like yours too," I told them. They blushed and smiled and looked at what they were wearing.
"We're really into fashion," she told me.
"You should go to college for fashion and then do that when you grow up!" I said.
"We already want to. We're going to a fashion school."
Then the chaperone called them over and so I said bye. As I was leaving they giggled and whispered to each other.

If only they knew they'd made my day as much as I'd made theirs.


(2/12/08)