User:Baldlover

A time when I learned to like something

(Note: this is for my ENG&102 class.)

In the beginning of 2017, I met Aly, a woman in her late twenties who took a lot of walks. Prior to ever meeting Aly, I would never walk uphills and I took my time to get to my destination. However, Aly was different; when she walked, she walked with such a force that you could feel the air around her pushing you back as you struggled to keep up. Then, just as you were finally able to reach her, she would just stop. Sometimes it was to admire the different kind of succulents around the area, or to pick up things that she thought could be useful, or even to trifle through trash just for the fun of it. She was the strangest woman I had ever met who dragged me on these walks that I despised.

After two weeks of wandering aimlessly I was hit with a realization: our walks were not about getting somewhere on time or about getting exercise, but about appreciating what we saw and what trash was utilizable along the way. With this new profound knowledge, I had a change of heart. I'm very thankful to have met Aly, and I'm forever in her gratitude to have learned a new way to walk, so to speak.