On The Road To Ballet
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When I was 9 years old, on the bus to ballet, an older guy sat too close next to me and started whispering.
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An elderly woman came over, sat down, and said, “Louise (not my name), how’s your mom”? She stayed there chatting until my stop and walked me off the bus. She was my savior.
Story Credit: Twitter/nycbubbles
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