Back in high school I prominently displayed a Darwin fish patch on my back pack. It was vandalized several times, as I was walking in the halls. The first time, some one walked behind me with a knife, razor or scissors, and slowly cut it off. The second time, several people grouped up, I was bumped and in the fray it was ripped off. The last time, I was walking in the hall, and some one walked up behind me and lit it with a match or lighter, I did not notice my backpack was on fire until I mad it to my next class. It was singed but no serious damage to the back pack. In all instances no one around saw a thing, and I knew no one would say a thing if I did report it. That was a long time ago, and I don’t really care, I just feel sorry for the people who are so intolerant.
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