RRH

Once upon a time I was Little Red Riding Hood for Halloween.

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Maybe I was in first grade. 

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Did I wear tights with black Mary Jane shoes? 

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 Did I have a white and red blouse with puffed sleeves & lace at the wrists? 

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Was there was a white pinafore over the blouse?

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Maybe the blouse was a dress then? 

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I think. I'm not sure. 

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I do remember my mother sewed my red hooded cape. 

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I carried a plastic picnic basket that now reminds me of Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz.

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I won most original costume in my class, for the girls. 

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Toni, who was a blue crayon, won best overall.
 

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I was jealous. I wanted to be best overall. 

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I didn't know what original even meant. Was it something good? 

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I probably asked Toni if her mom sewed her costume. 

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She said she bought it at a store or off some catalog. 

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I wondered how that was better? 

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Why was it considered more special than mine?

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I still wonder, is it better to  be best overall or most original?

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I don't know. Do you?

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I know, it depends on what's important to you, or who's definition.

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Wouldn't it be better if we didn't let other people define us?

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Wouldn't it be better if we didn't care?

Wouldn't it be better if we didn't have labels?

Wouldn't it be better to not feel trapped in boxes, 

   we ourselves or others put us in?