They spent 7 months planning this dance, and all the games that would be part of it.
They've spent the last 6 weeks gathering whenever they can, including long days that they had off, painting and preparing.
Friday night we were all at the fairgrounds for hours setting up and decorating. Saturday as well.
These girls work well together. They are thoughtful, and they are hard workers. They try something to see if it will work, and if it doesn't they try again. They support each other immensely.
There were long tables for food (and extra precautions for the three celiac girls who would be attending and couldn't eat gluten). There was a dance floor with a DJ, lighted with thousands of white Christmas lights that they bought on clearance at Target for 9 cents a box. There were 1000 empty Girl Scout cookie cases in one corner to build castles with, complete with blow up dragons. There was a volleyball net, and a dart board game, and a quiet area to sit and cuddle up and look at books. There were an assortment of other games as well.
All over the floor there was scattered balls and jumpropes and long ribbons on sticks for dancing.
The dance seemed to go well. Lots of activity. The costumes were fabulous, and the attendees really seemed to have fun.
And then it was time to go.
And for some reason, the girls attending and their dads thought that they could take the balls scattered on the floor home. I don't know why. Each girl had a treat bag for trinkets and candy gathered throughout the evening. The balls didn't fit in there. But still, many girls were picking up the balls and taking them home with them.
My daughter's troop had paid for these balls, and intend to use them for other Girl Scout events. So, they decided to stand at the exit doors, and tell the girls leaving with balls that they couldn't have them, but they certainly could take a balloon home if they wanted.
Most girls said, "Oh OK" and dropped their balls. Some were disappointed.
And one dad looked at my daughter and called her a Nazi for taking this ball away from his daughter. My daughter just looked at him and softly but firmly said, "I'm sorry you feel that way, but its my ball."
Who acts that way?? Who, in front of his own daughter, calls a 16 year old girl a Nazi for something so trivial??
I am shocked, saddened, defensive, and angry.
And I am also proud, that my own daughter did not at all bend to the intimidation which this man spewed upon her. She also did not flare back, but stayed calm and rational.
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