In 1946, a South African child who
dreamed of being a scientist wrote to
Albert Einstein, and they became pen
pals. A few letters later, she said she
regretted being a girl, apologized for
not telling him, and hoped he wouldn’t
think less of her. He replied right away,
saying “I do not mind that you are a girl,
but the main thing is that you yourself
do not mind. There is no reason for it.” SourceSource 2Source 3
The little girl, Myfawny Williams, went on to study the genetics of Themeda triandra, a type of grass native to Africa. Photo credit: Julia Wood
A few nights ago, a group of friends and myself were chilling in the common room when a group of happy drunks came in and started talking to us. One of them was trying to memorize the name of everyone in the room, but kept on messing up mine. When the drunken group were leaving, this guy insisted on giving me a hug goodbye as an apology. Immediately, he was amazed at how amazing of a hugger I am. Cue every drunk and sober person in the area lining up to get a hug from me, each one amazed when it turned out better than they expected. One girl even insisted that my hugs reminded her of her mom and made all of her anxieties melt away.
Nowadays, when being introduced to new people, everyone insists on mentioning how good of a hugger I am. I still can’t believe this is the reputation I have built for myself.
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