. Last Saturday, I saw my niece Emmalie her middle school production of Dracula. My favorite part was the witty banter between me and my older sister under our breaths. We enjoyed the urbanized slang the upper middle-class white kids had thrown into the play to add a fresh, youthful perspective. I could totally hear the "z" on the ends of words. During intermission, my sister worked the concession stand where they sold candy and carnations- because nothing says, "I felt obligated." like a carnation. When I approached, a little Asian girl gave me her seat. I was surprised by her manners (kids "these days" allegedly have none) and asked her, "Don't you want to sit?" She shook her head, so I sat down. I bought some Starbursts and offered her one. She declined and I said, "Let me rephrase that. Would you like some candy from a stranger?" That got me a cute little smile back. I asked where her mom was and when sh
