Adjusting to Kentucky

It’s no secret…I’ve moved to Kentucky from Iowa. I have been here since 1983. Big adjustment….!!

I was labeled “foreigner” right away. The Kentucky folk shied away from me. I was sooo lonely. I couldn’t figure it out, until a year later. My neighbor, and my only friend at that time, informed me about the “foreigner” thing.

I talked too fast, they said. I didn’t dress like a kentuckian, either. Hmm…so I experimented. I slowed down how I spoke. I paraphrased what I just said. Then I repeated it several times many different ways.

Presto! I MADE FRIENDS. yea~☆ It’s been the best experiment ever. I quit wearing high heels. I down played what I wore in clothing. NO BIG WORDS….threw in some Ky. slang….I tell you what…instant success!

When you walk into a different dimension, you have to do what you gotta do. Just sayin’

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