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As a 13 year old girl with an attitude and 2 full years of puberty behind her, I would have been more tolerant to people who lived on the street or who lived in their car with their unemployed mom.
I would not have judged them as being less than I was, like I did to some guy who was my same age of 13 who lived on the street with his mom. Yet, there they both were, him singing songs and playing a guitar for chump change tossed to him from passersby's, as his mom gathered it up for him while I sat smugly on the church steps beside them, sipping my donut shop hot chocolate in the middle of winter while on a day-trip with my mom to Stratford Ontario Canada.
The guy who didn't smell too good but could sing pretty good, the guy who my mom told me not to sit too close to on the church steps, just in case something 'crawly' jumped from his jacket onto mine, was Justin Bieber.
I would not have judged them as being less than I was, like I did to some guy who was my same age of 13 who lived on the street with his mom. Yet, there they both were, him singing songs and playing a guitar for chump change tossed to him from passersby's, as his mom gathered it up for him while I sat smugly on the church steps beside them, sipping my donut shop hot chocolate in the middle of winter while on a day-trip with my mom to Stratford Ontario Canada.
The guy who didn't smell too good but could sing pretty good, the guy who my mom told me not to sit too close to on the church steps, just in case something 'crawly' jumped from his jacket onto mine, was Justin Bieber.