The Right-Angle Grandma Goes Her Own Way

In my neighborhood, there is an elderly woman who is always working hard in her field.

Not only that, but whenever she passes by the community center, she even takes care of the flower beds there.

Her appearance is always the same.
While working in the fields, she is bent over deeply at the waist.
No, "bent over" is too mild a term.
Her back is bent at a perfect "right angle."

I secretly called her "Right-Angle Grandma," with heartfelt respect for her efforts in facing the earth for so many years.

The other day, while I was driving, there was a slight traffic jam ahead.
"Oh, I wonder what's going on?"
As I thought this and slowed down, I saw an elderly woman with a walker wobbling along ahead.

Just as I kept a safe distance and tried to pass her slowly, I was taken aback.

The person pushing the walker was none other than Right-Angle Grandma.

"Wait, she's at a right angle even when she's walking!"

I thought it was only when she was working in the fields, but her back remained at a right angle even while pushing her walker.
Her hands on the cart and her head were at almost the same level.
Her face was pointed completely downward.

"Wait, can she even see where she's going...?"

Wondering if she could only see the ground in front of her, I nervously and quietly passed by her side.

Even today, Right-Angle Grandma is going her own way in her own unique style.

As a driver, I can't help but wish that her "own way" would be on the sidewalk.