Dixon house

At Dixon's house, I met a bunch of old people. I probably haven't told you, but it is an old folk home. If you do not know what an old folks home is, it is people that have retired who go to spend the rest of their lives, which for some old folks, is not actually that long. The first person I met was an old man, who could barely hear and had slurred words that I could barely hear. He was a miner. The next person I talked to was an old woman who was still quite sharp. She was a teacher and had taught at some Blacktown schools. A short while after starting to talk to her, I went to get a drink, then I went back to her and continued the conversation. When we had to leave I was kind of sad because I liked being with the old folks. I feel kind of sorry for people so old they have compromised almost everything, because it is not nice for people to have those problems, also, if I live that long, I will also get those problems.