In 1952 in first grade, at 6 years of age, when all of us little students were resting our heads on our desks, I suddenly stood up and twirled around in a circle. No one but the bemused teacher saw, and she just nodded once as I obediently sat back down. In a moment of quiet, I just wanted to see if my circular skirt would twirl. Youthful exuberance and tolerant leaders warm my heart.
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