Yesterday I met a girl of 5 who was adorable and who had a very pronounced and beautiful sectoral heterochromia. Her eyes were blue-green and she had a pronounced dark brown streak or section in her left (my right) eye.
Seeing her was almost like seeing a poem I'd written, very deja vu. She had a "my little pony" with her and liked unicorns she said, and was doing plies and pirouttes and ballet moves for me in the Starbucks. If anyone could have seen how sweet she was with her Dad too, she was absolutely charming.
Then she started making bunny hops, imagining she was a bunny. Which makes me smile, because she was not afraid at all, to demonstrate her abilities in the cutest way. Very imaginative.
I had noticed how sweet she was with her father and made a remark, and then I noticed, when she introduced herself to me, that she had my eyes! Well, not my eyes, but we shared the same kind of sectoral heterochromia. U exclaimed out loud about it, telling her father how rare it was, rarer than having a solid blue eye and a solid brown eye and he said he didn't know.
Then she was telling me, when I explained I was working on the computer, "My Dad has a computer at HIS house!" sort of inviting me over in her own way. Her Dad said she liked to use the computer and that the rash on her cheeks was from putting on a ton of blush and make-up when no one was looking. I guess she had it so caked on and then her Dad saw this, and when it came off, she had an allergic reaction showing beneath.
He mentioned this, shaking his head, after I complimented her ballet and clapped, and said, "Just wait until you get into the clubs!!!" It was the worst idea imaginable for the father. So I laughed and said, "With the girlfriends, of course".
And then he talked about her make-up episode.
Anyway, it is the first time I've met anyone else, in person, with sectoral heterochromia like mine. Her Dad didn't have it but he said her mother did and he didn't know much of her ancestral background other than that she had a small percentage of Philipines.
He also said something about "nana" and said it with the same pronunciation my own family used for our nana. I asked if he knew where it was from, what country, and he said German.
I could tell she'd been in ballet for awhile and asked how long but I already
"knew" she'd been in ballet since she was 3 years old. I don't know how I knew, or if it was just an intuitive guess, but it came to my mind and then her father confirmed it. I think maybe her mother died or something, though this wasn't said, the mother was referred to in the past tense, as in "her mother was".
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