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Communication failure and homemade clothing
An amount of people apparently do not communicate to others as well as some.
There's a mentally ill boy around the age of 17-19 in our neighborhood that likes to wander the roads solitary on his bicycle (where his father is, I don't know), and on occasion, he visits every house to see if they people inside would like to play or just chat. Only minutes ago was he riding his bike in circles in my front yard, and then he approached my brother who was currently working on his car. I noticed him out there immediately, and I went outside rather quickly. My brother doesn't exactly know how to communicate very well. Though he doesn't want to talk to this poor boy and tells him to leave, the boy won't. When I stepped out, I politely said 'hi' and then I said, "I'm sorry, but you can't be on our property. We're very busy people, and I think it's time for you to go home." The boy shrugs and says, "Okay, but what's your name? Are you his sister (referring to my brother?" I just told him, "You have to leave, now. I'm sorry. Goodbye." He responds with 'bye', and then he gets back on his bike and leaves. I was very polite. Simple.
Anyway.
Right now I'm working on making myself a pixie skirt. I've already cut it up. It was hard to do because I've never made my own real clothing before. It's just plain black because that's the only fabric I could find in my house that was the appropriate material. So far it's coming out lovely. I just need to find a sewing needle. I don't use sewing machines, and I think making items entirely by hand makes it more personal. I'll post pictures when I'm completely finished.
mellowThere's a mentally ill boy around the age of 17-19 in our neighborhood that likes to wander the roads solitary on his bicycle (where his father is, I don't know), and on occasion, he visits every house to see if they people inside would like to play or just chat. Only minutes ago was he riding his bike in circles in my front yard, and then he approached my brother who was currently working on his car. I noticed him out there immediately, and I went outside rather quickly. My brother doesn't exactly know how to communicate very well. Though he doesn't want to talk to this poor boy and tells him to leave, the boy won't. When I stepped out, I politely said 'hi' and then I said, "I'm sorry, but you can't be on our property. We're very busy people, and I think it's time for you to go home." The boy shrugs and says, "Okay, but what's your name? Are you his sister (referring to my brother?" I just told him, "You have to leave, now. I'm sorry. Goodbye." He responds with 'bye', and then he gets back on his bike and leaves. I was very polite. Simple.
Anyway.
Right now I'm working on making myself a pixie skirt. I've already cut it up. It was hard to do because I've never made my own real clothing before. It's just plain black because that's the only fabric I could find in my house that was the appropriate material. So far it's coming out lovely. I just need to find a sewing needle. I don't use sewing machines, and I think making items entirely by hand makes it more personal. I'll post pictures when I'm completely finished.
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