Well, my feet had dirt on them pretty much all of the time. Because it was my birthday, I was given a piñata and I beat it very thoroughly. Sobbing all the while, I told my dearest friend she would never be happy. This is not my wish for you, I said, I am not trying to issue a curse. (But what should we do with the thoughts when we think them?) I found exercise to be very useful. I found books to be a knife and a comfort. But confronted on the road by many automobiles, I was indecent and abandoned my kindness. What can you spare? Asked a man dressed in Christmas, and I said Only the things I dislike, and handed him the hardest peach from my bag.