.A Strange PresentOne day, when I was 14, my uncle sent me a pink T-shirt from ST. Louis,Missouri as my birthday present. On a beautiful Sunday morning, I worethis pink T-shirt and walked gently to the market. On the way, some boyswhistled at me. I became very nervous, so I walked faster and moreproperly with more decorum, but more and more boys whistled at melater. Therefore, I couldnt help but become more agitated. Suddenly, Iturned back and run to my home. I asked my mother,
