One morning I was going to see my Grandmother in the Summer and it was particularly boiling that morning.
Sweat covering my forehead, I nervously approached his front door.
As soon as I heard that his apartment had air conditioner, I knew I had to visit, upon entering his home, I saw Grandma unbelievable in his favorite rocking chair while using a handheld fan. “Grandma, why haven’t you turned on the air conditioner? It is seriously boiling in here and outside!” I yelled. She said that he doesn’t need any pricey air conditioner. She smiled a bit and said, “Nature provides my air conditioner.” She then jumped up from his seat and opened every window in the room before I could ask his what he meant, and you can hear birds and some of the local kids down the street as the boiling breeze blew in. The heat wasn’t something I wanted and right after that, he pulled the chain on the ceiling fan. It helped a little from the ceiling fan circulating air, much better than the heat from outside. She then said there was no need for one of those pricey air conditioner machines, but I knew he had one… Grandma was just kneeling in the middle of the room, arm outstretched, enjoying the breeze from the fan and the air coming through the windows. I sat down on the couch and appreciated it a bit. I suppose the straight-forward pleasures can be the most satisfying at times. I still wonder though, if there was no breeze, would this even help?