haddonfield, nj is a perfect little suburban town. it has a main street, a downtown, one high school, one middle school, and a dinosaur in its main square named "haddy." i went there the other day for a project i had to do for my independent study.
it was amazing to see innocence in such a pure form. i got off the train, and as i walked through the town to get to where i had to go, i fell in step behind a group of middle school boys on their way home from school. the first thing i noticed was the lack of brands on their clothes. everything about them - jeans, sweaters, bookbags, jackets – lacked that branded quality that is so apparent in cities. i can always tells wear someone’s shoes are from or purse or even which version of the ipod someone’s listening to. this could be attributed to the fact that i’m just not brand savvy when it comes to what middle school boys are wearing these days, but i couldn’t even seen an image to be able to reference anything.
the most startling thing about these boys, though? the way they looked at me…with fear. granted, at 5’5”, i don’t pose quite an intimidating figure, as far as i can tell. i could only guess that it was my dark makeup and long dark coat (yes, i wear mostly dark colors) that turned me into something that they had never seen before, and therefore viewed with suspicion. after all, we fear what we don’t know, right?
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