My teacher gave me C-grades for citizenship in elementary school.
I always thought I was a pretty nice kid except for a defect which plagued me into adulthood. I learned almost too late how powerful an effect (for good or bad) body language had on others. My mother would often tell me my face would one day freeze in a scowl and I would be ugly for the rest of my life. K.B. and I attended a community theater (Calhoun Players) last week in the…