Wednesday, 25 October 2017

Little old lady in the park

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17.10.2017
Yesterday while walking my dog in the park nearby I overtook a little old lady. She muttered something and I slowed down to listen to what she was saying. `A storm is brewing far away', she said ,`don't be out too long.' 
I asked her how she knew that. She pointed to the sky.`Look at the color', she said. Then she pulled out a tiny handkerchief. It fluttered in the wind.`The wind is stronger now', she went on. I forgot all about my walk and listened to the little walking-talking weather station in wonder. She mentioned half a dozen signs she had picked up. I had noticed just two. 
`See, the earthworms ..' she started again, then halted and said with a twinkle in her eyes,` Surprised how I know so much? We didn't have the idiot box (tv) back then, nor the weather forecaster. We had to learn everything. I can teach you.' 
I was only too happy to learn a skill that is becoming increasingly rare so I said I would be her student, would do my best and looked forward to future lessons. We will be meeting again and I hope I am as good as her one day.
In an age when life is becoming increasingly mechanized, natural survival skills and precious knowledge handed down over generations are being lost at an alarming rate, it is so important that we value those who can teach us and learn all we can from them.
They say in Africa when an old man dies,a library burns to the ground. I have decided to keep one such library alive.
And who knows some decades from now when I am holding up my little handkerchief to the wind, someone may come along and say they wished to learn from me .

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Little old lady in the park

l 17.10.2017 Yesterday while walking my dog in the park nearby I overtook a little old lady. She muttered something and I slow...