NPR Story
Originally published on Tue November 6, 2012 2:49 pm
The jeering male voice came from somewhere behind me, waking me up from a heatstroke-induced doze.
"Hey, check it out — Asha's a towel-head."
I'm a WHAT? My neck got even warmer, and not just because it was sweltering at Ashmont Community Park.
Whoever it was, was he kidding me? Nobody used that phrase anymore unless they were hopelessly ignorant about headwear, or still carrying around a post-9/11 grudge. I knew I really should be offended.
Mostly, though, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Even if I did have a towel on my head.
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