"I know! I hate it, I feel," And she blushed, because she often felt guilty for even thinking this way. "It's like I'm the only normal person in a room full of mentally challenged people and I con only finish when they do. I mean I know some bright people but they take forever to figure things out."
She leaned back, never having talked with anyone but her dad about this before. "It's like this story my Dad had me read, it was called...I think Harrison Bergeron or something. Anyway it was about this one guy who was exceptional, but the world wanted everyone to be equal so they made him wear a mask and wear these weights to slow him down so he was as slow as everyone else to be 'fair.'"
She stabbed a piece of chicken and looked up at him, a little guiltily. "Somedays I really don't want to be fair. I want to just run out the door and not stop, and go as fast as I can until I can't run anymore."
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Date: 2011-10-06 06:03 am (UTC)She leaned back, never having talked with anyone but her dad about this before. "It's like this story my Dad had me read, it was called...I think Harrison Bergeron or something. Anyway it was about this one guy who was exceptional, but the world wanted everyone to be equal so they made him wear a mask and wear these weights to slow him down so he was as slow as everyone else to be 'fair.'"
She stabbed a piece of chicken and looked up at him, a little guiltily. "Somedays I really don't want to be fair. I want to just run out the door and not stop, and go as fast as I can until I can't run anymore."