Today at uni, I was listening to music while riding up the elevator. Behind me stood a mother with her baby sleeping in a pram, and a toddler, the little cutie was pushing the up button hoping it would go faster.
There I was minding my own business, when I felt something tickle my leg. I instantly thought 'the shit?', panicking that it was a spider or some other God awful demonic bug that inhabits my country. I half turned pulling my headphones out, expecting some monster trying to eat me, when I saw the little girl crouched down, tracing the lines of my tiger tattoo. Her eyes were filled with awe and a large smile spread from ear to ear. I couldn't help but chuckle, i'm not the type of person who would be mad at such an act.
Her mother noticed what she was doing and began freaking out. "No, no, no. Don't do that honey, leave her alone!"
I simply smiled to the mother, showing I wasn't angry or offended. The girl turned to her mother with a cheesy grin, and said with such amazement, "Mummy! She has a pretty picture on her leg!"
I smiled down to her and asked if she liked it. To which, she nodded profusely. Her mother continued to look suspiciously at me, she then told her daughter to stop bothering me.
Moral of my story? Children aren't born prejudice, society teaches them to be.
I'm an Australian girl with an interest in the arts. Currently working my third year in university, I have hopes to one day become an editor or journalist (novelist is in the cards, but many know the struggle of the industry).
Favourite book series: Harry Potter & LOTR
Favourite games: Dragon Age and Mass Effect series