Freckles

"How does it feel to be freckled?" "Ummm.....normal?" That was the best response I could think of. . . normal. I didn't know what else to say to Benjamin and Cristina  as they pointed out my differences. Blue eyes - with a hint of cinnamon (niiiice description guys!), white skin, freckles, red hair. I walk around Maipu thinking I look just like everyone else. Then, some one whistles, the not so subtle stare, or the kids ask me "How does it feel to be freckled? :) Once, when I was in Peru, a child insisted that my face was dirty. He continued to say "No, you have dirt all over your face!" I then explained to him that those dirt spots are part of my skin, and they are called freckles. I guess I stand out a bit. I'M DIFFERENT. Weird. :)