My neighbor is an old lady .We all call her Grandma Wang. I think she likes listening Peking Opera because she always listens Peking Opera in the morning after she wakes up.She is serious.She is always strict to the child in the neighborhood.No child is allowed to enter her flat.We all think she is so weird.
But I must agree that she is good at gardening.She plants a lot of flowers,such as Chinese Rose,Morning glory.All of the flowers, which she plants,are very beautiful.Some little girls in our neighborhood receives the pretty flowers from her.However,I never get the chance to receive the flowers. I once heard she had told others that she thought I was not serious .
I only know a little about her. Perhaps, she isn' t so weird as we think.
This blog is intended to be an international conversation about our neighborhoods. What makes a neighborhood? How are we defined by the places where we once lived, where we live now? What would others see if they had a glimpse of our neighborhoods? At the State University of New York at Fredonia, we started to ask ourselves these questions, and we wanted to post our descriptions and invite others to do the same. We are hoping for an album of neighborhood images and descriptions--and plenty of opportunities for questions, dialogues, and musing.