Melting the fog of judgmental thoughts

OUR DAUGHTER GIGGLES good-naturedly as she tells this story on herself. It was the last inter-league competition of the year for her high-school math team. The final rounds had been completed, individual and team scores tallied, and the awards ceremony was about to begin.

Heading toward the auditorium, Elissa overheard a flippant "Who's the dumb blond?" from a couple of boys as she walked by.

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