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Instant, unquestioning, and total acceptance. Well, not unquestioning: lots of questions, how does it feel, how did it happen, had I had "the op" yet... and congratulations. Always congratulations, and totally undeserved tributes to my courage. Whether from making the transition, or just polling up, I'm not sure. Both, I think.
But I had faith in these guys. And in Grammar as the one institution where I'd get acceptance, and good-natured well-wishing tolerance even from those who didn't quite understand.
I wrote before:
I guess I'll be giving the reputation for tolerance, diversity and a liberal education a bit of a test.Being Grammar boys, of course they passed the test with High Distinctions, Summa Cum Laude.I mean, it's expected of them.
And I could really get used to having my drinks brought to me. Gallant too.
One thing though : What does a guy say to a woman when he realises she was the other 2nd-row forward on his Rugby team? And what does she say in return?
When I got back to the motel, I confess I did something most undignified for a woman my age, even a Geek Girl. I jumped up and down with Joy, squealing like a schoolgirl.
My cheek muscles are still aching from smiling so much on the long drive back from Sydney to Canberra.
I don't look too bad, even without makeup, do I? (Sound of Zoe doing the Happy Dance again)
You "don't look bad"?
ReplyDeleteIt is more like you "look GOOD", my dear sister.
With my love, as always,
Rhonda