The Graceful Little Old Lady

There she was, bright and early, roaming the streets looking for her shining tin treasures. She always dressed the same, a dress, overcoat and a handkerchief on her head to protect her ears from the wind. After all, she had reached her 70’s and any draft would bring the flu her way and she couldn’t afford to stay home.

As I waited at the red light, I saw her lady-like step on a can, hold on to the wall of a building, lower her body as if she were doing a Grand Plié, pick up the crushed can and put it in her flower patterned bag.

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It was a lucky morning for her, for those few minutes waiting for the light to turn green, she performed three Grand Pliés. She had found three small tin treasures.

(Written :August 30, 2012)

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