I used to take it for granted that (most) kids instantly like me. But in my three months in Bangladesh, at least three children have burst into tears at the mere sight of me.
When I smile and wave hello, they look at me, stunned and confused, then start bawling — with legitimate fear in their teary eyes.
Obviously they’re scared, but it’s pretty upsetting to me, too. I can’t help but wonder … What is it about me that frightens them so much?
Perhaps this video explains it.
But seriously, I wish I could trade eyes/cultural perspective with them for a few moments to understand what they see when they look at me. Or maybe it’s better that I can’t.