"Maya, I want you to know three rules when going outside. Okay," I told the blue-eyed child. She was so eager to go outside, but I haven't been outside for years. I couldn't even recall what or how people acted. I'm kind of nervous myself.

"Yeah, but I wanna go outshide," she whined. I chuckled at her use of speech as I dressed her into a wool coat.

"Ok-ok. One, hold my hand. Two, stay next to me. And three, bad people, people bad."

"Bad people bad," she tried to repeat.

"Yes. Bad people bad. Now, we can go outside."

"Yay, I wanna go outshide!"

"Let's go outshide."