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As he stops talking I pull my hands in front of him, fingers outstretched..and say: meet one TV. enter into a friendly chat...he asks questions..I answer...and we depart friends. Later I tell his mother of what I've done and she says: good. down and two to go!

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Two weeks later..another kid...this one is barely 15...we are suppossed to take him to the country and drive to the camp where there is a job waiting for him. And what happens? When the camp finds out he is not 16 (minimum age) no job. And we are saddled with a kid in our midst for a whole week-end. This time, however, inasmuch as the kid is the son of a rather distant relative...the two TV's: Debbie and Susanna, decide to go ahead and dress and say nothing. The first few hours..the kid is definitely shy and somewhat uncomfortable...in the afternoon I invite him to play a game of pool...he eagerly accepts and beats me 3 times in a row...later on I find him help- ing Debbie who is fixing a tool-shed near the house... he is more at ease..at night, we all sit at the table and play cards...and so the week-end goes by...no problems....We return to NY...I take Monday off (part of vacations owed me)..I call his parents...they tell me, could I keep him in the house until 8PM... they can't come any earlier...I say, of course... and pro- ceed to doll up...at noon I wake the kid up...and fix him some breakfast...and while we are having breakfast, I pop the question: "I'm sure you must feel like asking some questions after what you saw during the weekpend." The kid says "you bet" And there I go again with my second lecture in two weeks to a teen-ager. I talk for about half an hour. The kid just sits and listens. I try to use as simple a vocabulary as I can. And finally I end by saying: "so if you ever run into a TV among your friends just make sure you don't condemn him or despise him. He needs friends more than most people." And then, my feminine curiosity prods me: "Now tell me very frank- ly, what was your first reaction when you saw us dressed up?" The kid looks at me and smiles: "I

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