its embarrassing being a happy crier. also an angry crier. definitely a sad crier too. actually you know what im pretty much just always crying
So today this family came into the restaurant and I while I was serving them, their son saw my Iron Man and Captain America charms and said ‘Avengers! I love the Avengers!’ I smiled and asked who his favorite was, and he said “Iron Man!’ with such a conviction that I wanted to melt.
And then I noticed his hearing aids, and got excited. “Hey, you know Hawkeye’s just like you, right? He has the same hearing aids!” And I swear to god the whole family just stopped.
As I explained that in the comics, there’s a Hawkeye that’s Deaf, you could see the little boy’s eyes just grow. His dad was so excited, he said he was go find all the issues for the kids. And as I served them, I overheard their mom explaining that when one sense goes, the others get stronger, and that maybe their brother would be a super hero one day.
If there was ever a reason to include diversity, it is for the look on a child’s face knowing they’re not alone.