dani8080
There is a form of blindness I take on every time I walk through my neighborhood. Instead of seeing the garbage, the idol young people with nothing to do, the projects directly behind them... I choose to see the neighborhood that has embraced me as best they can these last four years. I choose to focus on the familiar faces I see almost everyday and savor the kindness they consistently show. I enjoy the mini victories of receiving genuine smiles from the at first doubtful neighbors.
I've actually come to be protective of this neighborhood - my neighborhood - BedStuy, Brooklyn, NY, and become defensive when it's mocked or insulted.
...who cares that I'm really just a white girl from Kansas...