C57 Strange old woman

"Hello, beautiful lass"

I raised my snotty, tear-stained face to see who had talked to me. It was an old woman. She was so old I wondered how she was still able to talk or move about with no support.

"Good day, ma'am"

I stood immediately as a sign of respect. My mother had taught me to never allow elderlies look down to me when talk. I should never sit while an elder stands to address me