I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior.Ā I had a real sword with me, too.Ā I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion.Ā Some woman walks by, with her little girl.Ā The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight.Ā But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, āThatās for boys.āĀ You donāt want to be a BOY, do you?āĀ Ā Ā And the girl looked around and saw me.Ā I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood.Ā So she comes up to me and asks me, āDo you think girls can be fighters, too?āĀ And her mom looks like sheās silently gloating.Ā Like she thinks Iām going to say no.Ā So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her.Ā And Iām like, āMilady, anyone can be a fighter.āĀ I swear, the look on that motherās face made my day.