My 6-year-old granddaughter Caitlin and I stopped at a food shop for a chocolate cake. As we were going out the door, a young boy was coming in.
This young man had no hair on the sides of his head and a tuft of (一簇) blue hair on top. He wore a chain (链子) that ran across half of his face. He took a skateboard under his right arm and a basketball under the left arm.
Caitlin, who was walking in front of me, stopped when she saw the boy. I thought she would be afraid of him. But I was wrong. She stood against the door and opened it as wide as it would go. I stopped and let the boy pass. He was thankful and said: "Thank you very much."
On our way to the car, I talked with Caitlin about keeping the door open for the boy. I wanted to make sure whether she was afraid. But the only thing Caitlin watched about the boy was that his arms were full. "He couldn't open the door because he took things in his hands."
I saw the shaved head, the blue hair, and the chain. She saw a person carrying something under each arm and walking towards a closed door.
In the future, I hope to see things in different ways.
