Tonight I met the old Greek lady who lives on the floor below me. I was coming home after my French class and her apartment door was open. She intercepted me and asked if I would go downstairs and get her mail for her because her knee was sore and she couldn't make it down the stairs. I dropped my bags off, brought my laundry down to the basement and got her mail. When I brought it back to her door, she presented me with a banana as thanks. "Don't worry!" she said seriously, gesturing to the banana, "Don't make you fat!" I laughed, and she told me about her grandchildren and how she's been living in the building for 25 years. She was very chatty and very sweet and now I have an extra banana in my fruit bowl.
That is the second time that a random person has offered me fruit in this city. First it was an apple from a guy in the park, now it's a banana from a Greek lady.
Things are happening. I'm making some changes. And I'm feeling calm and refreshed.
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2 Comments:
You know I have never had a conversation with any of my neighbors in my apartment building. I usually try and avoid people. LOL
I saw pics of you and Nick on your facebook. Does he live far from you?
Haha, I know, that was really about the only time it's happened to me too. :P
Nick lives in Montreal, but verrry far away on an island they call the Weird Island (not kidding). It takes like over an hour to get to his house on the subway + bus + 2nd bus. So, I see him a few times a week, but it's not like I can just say, hey Nick come on over!
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