something strange is happening in keeping it postive

Maybe because I am going outside more, but the hang-out guys on the block are greeting me each time I pass by. I love the “hey baby” when I could be their GRANDMOTHER.

Most of them know I was a teacher, so try to pick my brain… I get to answer all sorts of questions: how do I stop smoking, when did the Dominican Republic become independent and from what country, how do I get a good job?

I stand and talk with them, what the heck. I’ve known some of them the entire time I’ve lived on the block - 25 years. They were in primary school when I first moved here.