Climbing the incline to our apartment complex the first thing one would see is Good Neighbor corner store, a family run business with a 3 ½ legged kitty cat. Many in our complex shop here for a pound of flour or half a dozen eggs. A bench sits out front for those who want to shoot the breeze and comment on so and so climbing up the hill. There are two rides for the kids. One works and one is for piling bags or umbrellas. A large red basin of water holds three or four fish floundering away their last precious hours of life before they become dinner.
We chose Good Neighbor over the other corner store because they are so helpful and friendly. If we need a fish for dinner they jump right up and scale it for you. The wife knows how to pick a fish with eggs inside (Caleb loves to eat fish egg soup). The husband is happy to deliver a 25 pound bag of rice to our door on the sixth floor. Many times we have made it out of the house without any money, and Good Neighbor always says, “No problem. No problem. Pay us tomorrow.” Invariably someone will step on the 3 ½ legged kitty cat while they are digging for change in their pockets. The cat will let out a great yell, but Good Neighbor doesn’t ever wrinkle their smile.
The bad news is Good Neighbor is moving out. They are headed back to the hometown. It’s the best for their family. The husband’s mother is getting old and their children can spend more time at home instead of running around the corner store.
The new management, a mother and daughter team, is currently under trial. When we went to buy a fish for dinner, the mother says to her daughter, “I don’t know how to scale a fish. You will have to be the fish cleaner.” But the sign still says Good Neighbor with the 3 ½ legged kitty cat still hobbling about.
We chose Good Neighbor over the other corner store because they are so helpful and friendly. If we need a fish for dinner they jump right up and scale it for you. The wife knows how to pick a fish with eggs inside (Caleb loves to eat fish egg soup). The husband is happy to deliver a 25 pound bag of rice to our door on the sixth floor. Many times we have made it out of the house without any money, and Good Neighbor always says, “No problem. No problem. Pay us tomorrow.” Invariably someone will step on the 3 ½ legged kitty cat while they are digging for change in their pockets. The cat will let out a great yell, but Good Neighbor doesn’t ever wrinkle their smile.
The bad news is Good Neighbor is moving out. They are headed back to the hometown. It’s the best for their family. The husband’s mother is getting old and their children can spend more time at home instead of running around the corner store.
The new management, a mother and daughter team, is currently under trial. When we went to buy a fish for dinner, the mother says to her daughter, “I don’t know how to scale a fish. You will have to be the fish cleaner.” But the sign still says Good Neighbor with the 3 ½ legged kitty cat still hobbling about.
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Know you will miss such kind workers at "Good Neighbor" It always amazes me how the Chinese show me how to be Christlike just by going above/beyond what is expected. May you be able to touch the new workers in the same way you did the previous ones.
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