A letter to the man who shushed my daughter

‘You don’t realise the courage it took to approach your table’: the letter you always wanted to write

I could tell you were getting edgy as you sat with your friends, drinking coffee and watching the crumbs from my eight-year-old daughter’s biscuit fall messily all over her school uniform. Your face gave away your disgust immediately.

I was at the next table, helping her open the new toy we had just bought. Yet I had my eye on you, already feeling uncomfortable. I had a sense of what was to come, as I have become an expert at picking up the signs of intolerance.

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from The Guardian http://bit.ly/2YBPFx4
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