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For courage, my fingers hold tight to the harness (挽具)on Chó's broad back as we pass my neighbor's fence.
Cho is my guide dog, a German Shepherd (德国牧羊犬) . Walking by Mr. Groll's yard is the best part of our morning walk... and also the worst. It is the best part because the roses talk to us. "Good morning, Chó," whisper the roses' sweet smell to Chó's nose. Other roses shout to me, "Hello, Mai!" with a smell that bursts as firecrackers. Now comes the worst part-the unfriendly neighbor that shades us: Mr. Groll. I greet him as I do every morning.
And like every other morning, he does not answer me. But I know he's there, watching, behind his fence.
Maybe he's afraid of me because I'm blind. Disabilities scare grown-ups sometimes. Then I remember: yesterday I heard him playing checkers with my friend Jimmy, who's in a wheelchair. Why does Mr. Groll ignore me? He likes roses. I like roses. Why can't two people who like roses like each other? It's a mystery to me.
Papa has told me that some folks do not like people from faraway places. Does this solve the mystery? Maybe Mr. Groll does not like Vietnamese neighbors. No, that can't be it. Every Saturday Mr. Groll and my big brother, Lien, help each other with yard work. They are friends. Well, then, maybe he doesn't like me because I'm a girl. The sidewalk hums beneath my feet. A skateboard speed s by. "Hello, Mai and Chó!" my friend Jana shouts, "Hi, Mr. Groll." I wait. If Mr. Groll ignores Jana, then the mystery is solved. But his voice calls out, "Hello, Jana!" The
sound of it breaks my heart.
Now I know something I didn't know before: some people who can see can be blind. Sometimes, their hearts don't see any better than my eyes do. And I also know that unfriendly Mr. Groll likes Jimmy. And Lien. And Jana.
But not me and Chó! Suddenly, an idea brightens my mystery. Maybe I do know why Mr. Groll doesn't talk to me! "Down," I command. C