Morissette: “Max, you met Evgeni Malkin’s father who welcomed you with a big hug.”
Talbot: “Very, very funny. We were in Magnitogorsk two nights ago, and just before getting on the ice, before warmups, there’s someone waiting for me right next to where the fans are, and I hear “Max, Max, Max!”, and I turn around and it’s Malkin’s father, a legend in Pittsburgh.“
A little kid at my painting camp pulled me over to the side and said “I don’t know how to ask this, but are you a boy or a girl?? I can’t tell.”
And I was thrilled because I had passed the “child pointing out your appearance means gender” test as well as being approachable enough that he could ask. So I sat down and told him I was neither and explained that growing up I was told I was a girl but that I’m not, but I’m not a boy either. And he just looked at me and said “so you’re just a person.” Swear to god I had the biggest smile on my face when I told him that’s exactly what I was.
For the rest of the day he just called me Izzy instead of Ms something or any gendered title and I got a hug at the end of camp.
So if you say gender is too confusing for children to understand, I have a first grader who would tell you otherwise.
Sweet story of the day!
Fact: If there were a button I could press to make Sir Patrick Stewart a regular fake news correspondent I would never stop pressing it