Interview round 2 today! The committee was a good number of the same folks, actually.
It can be summed up in two words: I cried.
They asked me "Why North Africa and the Middle East?" I told a story about Pink Doll and lost it a little bit.
Granna got a dark-toned baby doll for me when I was like six weeks old. I LOVED that thing; slept with my "Pink Doll" (her PJs were pink) every night. One day when I was about eight, a friend saw her in my room. "Why do you have a BLACK doll?" It was my first real encounter with racism...it did not make me happy.
Anyways, I didn't totally lose control. But the Assistant Dean definitely had to pass me a box of Kleenex.
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Oh, stars...
What a zippy miss you are...
How I love you, little girl.
xoxoxoxox
mom
Oh,my! What have I done?
I love you, too.
granna
I just remembered that I forgot to ask - are you still sleeping with Pink Doll?
granna - again!
I do not sleep with her every night, but she definitely gets cuddled fairly frequently!
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