Jenny, a bubbly blonde girl with a contagious smile, raced home from school on a bright and sunny afternoon, her enthusiasm oozing from her. As soon as she entered the house, she yelled for her mother, “Mommy, Mommy, you won’t believe what happened today at school! ” When we were counting, I was the only one who could go all the way up to 10, while the other children could only count to four. Look! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10!”

Her mother gave her an affectionate grin and effusive compliments, “Excellent work, Jenny!”

Jenny looked at her friend with a curious gleam in her eye as she inquired, “Is it because I’m blonde?”

Her mother responded with a chuckle and a “Yes, sweetie, it’s because you’re blonde.”

The following morning, Jenny returned to her house with the same level of zeal as the day before. “Mommy, Mommy,” she shouted, “today, we were saying the alphabet in school, and all of the other kids could only say it up to ‘D,’ but I said it all the way to ‘G’! ” “A, B, C, D, E, F, and G! Take a look!”

Once more, her mother lauded her performance, telling her, “Very good, Jenny!”

Jenny continued to probe her mother’s thoughts by asking, “Is it because I’m blonde, Mommy?”

Her mother, who was still laughing, responded by saying, “Yes, dear, it’s because you’re blonde.”

Jenny’s level of excitement was through the roof when she got home from school the day after the incident happened. As she sprinted into the entrance, she yelled, “Mommy, Mommy, something incredible happened in gym class today!” When we were all getting ready for the shower, the chests of the other girls were all flat, but look at mine! She lifted her tank top and exposed a pair of 36C bras to the world.

Her mother’s cheeks flushed a bright scarlet from shame, but she still had the strength to congratulate her daughter and remark, “Very good, Jenny.”

Jenny inquired in a childlike manner, “Is it because I’m blonde, Mommy?”

Her mother responded while attempting to hide her laughter by saying, “No, dear, it’s not because you’re blonde. The reason for this is that you are 24 years old.”

Jenny blinked, but her excitement remained unabated. “Oh, that’s fine, Mommy!” Could I have some ice cream right this minute?”

Jenny came to the conclusion that the color of her hair had no bearing on her intelligence or her level of maturity as they had a laugh and a scoop of ice cream together. And her mother, well, she understood that her daughter was smart in her own special way despite the fact that no one else was quite like her.