And I read the book in two days! You should definitely read this one.

The book celebrates Individuality.

1. She showed up something outrageous. A 1920s dress, An Indian Buckskin, A Kimono, A denim skirt with green stockings, A stockings with enamel ladybug and butterfly, and A floor-brushing skirt.
2. She serenaded someone everyday with a ‘Happy Birthday’ song using her Ukulele.
3. While everyone ran to go inside, Stargirl was out in the field, dancing in the rain.
4. She greeted each and everyone with a smile in the hallways, in the classrooms, even the students she doesn’t know.
5. She doesn’t wear make up.
6. She screamed at the top of her lungs.

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We wanted to define her, to wrap her up as we did each other, but we could not get past ”weird” and ”strange” and ”goofy”. Her ways knocked us off balance.

Why can’t she be like everybody else?
Whose affection do you value more? hers or others?

Of all the unusual features of stargirl, this struck me as the most remarkable. Her bad things did not stick  to her. Our bad things stuck very much to her. If we were hurt, if we were unhappy or otherwise victimized by life, she seemed to know about it, and to care as soon as we did. But bad things falling on her – unkind words, nasty stares and foot blister – she seemed unaware of. I never see her look in the mirror, never heard her complain at all. All of her feelings, all of her attentions flowed outward. She had no ego.

In our minds, we tried to pin her to a cork board like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew.
We held back. Because she was different. Different. We had no one to compare her to, no one to measure her against. She was unknown territory. Unsafe. We were afraid to get close.
She is us more than we are us. She is, I think who we really are. Or were.
Keep looking at her long enough. One day you might see someone you know.

It was a rebellion she led. A rebellion for rather than against. For ourselves.
The once amorphous student body separate itself into hundreds of individuals.

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