At the Hop

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I'm at the sock hop listening to Elvis and doo-wop music, watching kids -- including little girls wearing poodle skirts -- tossing around balloons. My daughter is off on her own, socializing, while I guard the chocolate bundt cake she won in the cake walk. I've also been chatting with Laura, who lives across the street and whose kids are my daughter's playmates.

I also met the principal, who hugged me and told me he read my letter a couple of times to the staff and shared it with the superintendent. He said he'd received a lot of supportive feedback but that my letter was the best, most meaningful. So that felt good.

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I'm glad it wasn't dreadful. =)