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Sunday, September 27, 2026

It is my story not AI's story

 Original ( I think about only one story on the day)

I spent time because it is my story not AI story and I do not want the wrong interpretation from AI to change my story. Also, good for me that I learn many new words at the time I write and discuss with you. This is the why I can improve my English skill. I looked at my pages and it does not have what I said about using AI and I do not think that needed because I do not pick the words that too much more than my level. I am sure the readers can catch that.

AI fixed (Talk about the whole time to recently)

I spend time reviewing because it is my story, not AI's story. I do not want AI's interpretation to change what actually happened. It is also good for me because I learn many new words while writing and discussing things with you. That is one reason my English keeps improving.

I looked at my homepage, and it doesn't mention AI. I don't think that is necessary because I don't choose words that are far beyond my level. I'm sure readers can tell that.

Jury Duty Adventure

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September 22, 2026

It is 10:45am. Hello my readers, I just got home from the Court and I am in pain. My right leg is hurt.  I am going to tell you what happened.

I have a Jury Duty reporting at 8:30am. I left home close to 8am that would be plenty of time for me to drove around a few times looking for a parking lot. 

I was turning into the exact building I did in the past years. It was not twice but it is the third time today. I did not remember at first but I noticed when I got in and reverse the gear to back out of the building. The court was in front of me but I could not be there yet. 

I am not familiar with the location at all then GPS was the one I rely on. I followed it and this time I stopped in the street and the familiar parking lot just across the street in front of me. The open sign bright green light gave me excitement. I would just go straight across the street when the traffic light switch to green. Yes, it is the same parking I did last  time I came. 
The incident happened here, I was trying to reach my hand to insert the credit card and the body twisting and reaching that an instantly sharp pain run on my right leg to the toe. It happened very fast that hurt. I automatically shifted the gear to P without realizing myself. I got the ticket and in my head worried if I could  not continue driving but I did it to the available parking space on the ground level.

I parked on top of the line but this time I did not have courage to remarking because the first right foot stepped on the ground was hurting me badly and I was barely standing.


I had to taking care of my Jury duty then I was pulling myself up and walked out of the building. It looked familiar. My brain did the job and my legs too. I remembered once I came in Spring and walked passed this building number 600 and got down on the connection path the 500 where was my destination. It was peach trees or pear trees along the way. I recognized their white flowers. At that time, the court did not allow to have the phone with us then I only thought about if I had a camera to record the nice scenic along my way.

This time I walked to the same direction and walked back because the construction fence blocked. I already set up my GPS for walking since I came out of the parking but my brain did not focus on the GPS because of the pain and I was seeing the familiar directions and my destination building only a tiny unsure. I decided to walk in the 600 building and asked someone. There was a man at the information desk. He did not know the building or he did not understand me, I was unsure but I kept saying the same question as ," I want to go to the 500 address building which way, here or there?" I moved my hand along.  Eventually, he got me and answered. The direction is the same direction that I thought. He made sure that I would be careful walking because there was no path because the construction truck and the fence. The street is narrow and there were not many cars at the moment then I looked carefully before across the street to the path side. It was drizzling. I am always prepared as I had my brim hat on. It was hurt, limbing in the drizzle. The distance was close but this time did not seem to close when the pain on my foot. I walked past two men, one looked scary but in my mind told me, " if that man harm me the people at the bus stop there would help". haha Nothing happened.  I walked across the street to the 500 building and I was passing the security then headed to the reporting room.

I handed the letter and my ID to an admin window and he said, " the reporting is 8:30am and the waiting room is crowded. I will not let you in. You are good to go and wait for a new letter." I asked, if I would have a trouble? and he said, NO. It is beneficial to me that I did not need to stay but it was my bad morning as I got hurt. I learned, then I shifted the gear to P and opened the door, moved my body out enough for me to reach the machine and paid for parking.

I did not feel any pain while driving but I wanted to get home as soon as possible. The first thing I did was calling my husband to let him know that I was home already without staying long hours in the waiting room among others. I left the message and he called back in a few minutes. I told him about my pain leg and I would tell him in detail again when he got home in the evening.

Let talk about my path of Jury Duty. I got the first letter when I was holding a green card that I could not do it. I called and let them know. I did not understand their system, how come that they sent the letter to a green card holder. They should have my record in the system. Next year from that, I got another letter and that time I was happy because I wanted to do it as an experience but I do not want to get pick at all. I aware of my English ability. I can communicate in daily life but not legal English in the court room.

The big issue to me was the parking lot. I have not been to this city very often or I can say that I rarely come to this location. I visited a few times in the earlier  years I moved to the USA then I do not familiar with the direction, buildings, streets and everything. I rely on GPS the most. I remember blurry that I found the open parking lot at the street behind the 500 building and walked a little. That was in my head but I never parked at that one again because I did not see. In fact, I do not remember.

The years after that, I turned in the parking building and the machine only said for monthly then I must reverse and back out. The first time was worried me if the car was coming behind me. Luckily, the cars pulled in the other two entrances not the one I was. I turned in this building every time I was there because of the sign at the street said, " Courthouse Parking".

My husband said to me once, " I think, we get too many letters for Jury Duty than other people". I was laughing and said," I agreed". My other thought is, the other people may get too many times as same as us too. I remember that one day in the waiting room, I talked to a man about how often the letter would send to people for reporting. He told me like every seven years. I checked on the information once long time ago and forgot the exact year. Well, I got the US citizenship in 2018 and I already received six or seven letters, I am not sure,  which the before citizenship did not count. There were three times cancelled and I was there three times. Now is the fourth time, from the pictures in my head. ( pictures in my head = seeing scenes in my mind, old snapshots)
The before this time was in 2025, yes last year. It was cancelled then I got this letter. I did not remember which year, I got there about 9am and the admin let me got in the waiting room.

In the beginning I was excited to do Jury Duty report but after I got too often letters in a row, I do not want to be there again especially in the city and hardly find the parking lot. I preferred the building with an open parking lot as same as in the small city where I live.

In my memory has information which I do not know if the number is correct. People at the age 75+ no need to do Jury Duty anymore.

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AI fixed

September 22, 2026

It is 10:45 a.m. Hello, my readers. I just got home from the Court, and I am in pain. My right leg is hurt. I am going to tell you what happened.

I had Jury Duty reporting at 8:30 a.m. I left home close to 8 a.m., which should have been plenty of time for me to drive around a few times looking for a parking lot.

I was turning into the exact parking building I had used in past years. It was not the second time, but the third time today. At first, I did not remember, but I noticed when I pulled in and put the car in reverse to back out of the building. The court was right in front of me, but I could not park there yet.

I am not familiar with the location at all, so the GPS was what I relied on. I followed it, and this time I stopped on the street and saw the familiar parking lot just across from me. The bright green "OPEN" sign gave me excitement. I would simply drive straight across when the traffic light switched to green. Yes, it was the same parking garage I used the last time I came.

The incident happened here. I was trying to reach my hand out to insert the credit card, and while twisting and reaching, an instant sharp pain ran through my right leg all the way to my toes. It happened very fast, and it hurt badly. I automatically shifted the gear into "P" without even realizing it. I got the ticket and worried that I might not be able to continue driving, but I managed to move the car to an available parking space on the ground level.

I parked on top of the line, but this time I did not have the courage to repark because the moment my right foot touched the ground, it hurt badly, and I could barely stand.

I had to take care of my Jury Duty obligation, so I pulled myself up and walked out of the building.

The area looked familiar. My brain did its job, and so did my legs. I remembered coming here once in the spring. I had walked past Building 600 and down the connecting path toward Building 500, which was my destination. There were peach trees or pear trees along the way. I recognized their white flowers. At that time, the court did not allow us to bring our phones, and I remember thinking that I wished I had a camera to record the beautiful scenery.

This time I walked in the same direction and then had to walk back because a construction fence blocked the path. I had already set up my GPS for walking before leaving the parking garage, but my brain was not focused on the GPS because of the pain. Instead, I was relying on the familiar directions and only a vague memory of where my destination was. (vague /veɪɡ/ = not clear , not specific ,hard to understand exactly)

I decided to walk into Building 600 and ask someone for directions. There was a man at the information desk. He either did not know the building or did not understand me. I was not sure. I kept asking the same question: "I want to go to the Building 500 address. Which way? Here or there?" while pointing with my hand.

Eventually, he understood me and answered. The direction was the same one I had been thinking of. He also warned me to be careful because there was no proper walkway due to the construction trucks and fencing.

The street was narrow, and there were not many cars at the moment, so I looked carefully before crossing to the other side. It was drizzling. I am always prepared, so I had my brimmed hat on. It hurt. I was limping in the drizzle. The distance was short, but it did not feel short with the pain in my foot.

I walked past two men. One looked a little scary, but I told myself, "If that man harms me, the people waiting at the bus stop would help." Haha. Nothing happened.

I crossed the street to Building 500, passed through security, and headed to the reporting room.

I handed my letter and ID to an administrative window. The man said, "The reporting time was 8:30 a.m., and the waiting room is already crowded. I will not let you in. You are good to go and can wait for a new letter."

I asked if I would get into trouble, and he said no.

It was beneficial that I did not have to stay, but it was still a bad morning because I got hurt. I learned my lesson. On the way out, I shifted the car into "P," opened the door, moved my body out far enough to reach the machine, and paid for parking.

I did not feel any pain while driving, but I wanted to get home as soon as possible. The first thing I did was call my husband to let him know that I was already home and would not have to spend long hours in the waiting room. I left a message, and he called back a few minutes later. I told him about my leg pain and said I would explain everything in detail when he got home in the evening.

Let me talk about my Jury Duty journey.

I received my first letter when I was still a green card holder and could not serve. I called and informed them. I never understood how they sent a Jury Duty letter to a green card holder. They should have had that information in their system.

The following year, I received another letter. That time I was actually happy because I wanted the experience, although I did not want to be selected. I am aware of my English ability. I can communicate in daily life, but legal English in a courtroom is another matter.

The big issue for me was the parking lot. I had not been to this city very often, or I could say that I barely came to this area. I had visited it a few times during my early years in the USA, so I was not familiar with the directions, buildings, streets, or anything else. I relied mostly on GPS. I faintly remembered finding an open parking lot on the street behind the 500 building and walking a little. That memory stayed in my head, but I never parked there again because I could not find it. In fact, I barely remembered it. (*faintly=vaguely)

In the years that followed, I kept turning into the same parking garage, only to discover that the machine said "Monthly Parking Only." Then I had to reverse and back out. The first time, I worried that a car would be behind me. Luckily, the cars entered through the other entrances instead. Every time I went there, I turned into that garage because the sign on the street said, "Courthouse Parking." (*In the years that followed = The years after that)

My husband once said to me, "I think we get more Jury Duty letters than other people."

I laughed and replied, "I agree."

Then I thought that maybe other people receive them just as often as we do.

I remember talking to a man in the waiting room one day about how often people receive Jury Duty notices. He told me it was about every seven years. I checked the information myself a long time ago, but I forgot the exact number.

Well, I got U.S. citizenship in 2018, and I have already received six or seven letters. I am not sure because the ones before citizenship do not count. Three times were cancelled, and I showed up three times. Now this is the fourth time, based on the old snapshots in my head. The time before this was in 2025, yes, last year. It was cancelled, and then I got this letter. I do not remember which year, but one time I got there around 9 a.m., and the staff let me into the waiting room. ( pictures in my head = seeing scenes in my mind, old snapshots)

In the beginning, I was excited to report for Jury Duty. However, after receiving so many letters in a row, I no longer want to do it, especially when it requires going into the city and struggling to find parking. I prefer the courthouse in the smaller city where I live because it has an open parking lot.

One thing remains in my memory, although I am not sure whether the number is correct. I believe that people age 75 and older no longer need to serve on Jury Duty.


Main improvements

Grammar

  • Corrected verb tenses ("drove" → "drive," "had to taking" → "had to take").
  • Fixed article usage and prepositions.
  • Corrected sentence fragments and run-on sentences.

Clarity

  • Made the sequence of events easier to follow.
  • Improved transitions between ideas while keeping your storytelling style.

Tone

  • Preserved your personal, conversational blog voice.
  • Kept details like the drizzle, the trees, the scary-looking man, and your thoughts about Jury Duty because they make the story feel authentic and personal.


I thought I was a slow learner

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I did not know myself when I was young that my lerning style like this. I thought, I was a slower learner and I do not get anything easily if I do not see the whole idea clearly. My dad is the one who explained the way I understand. The time past, I found myself that I am not a slow learner just only I do not get it as most students, or people. I found the way that I undestand and taught people. Unflortunately, I was not know how to adapt the method, my method of teaching or telling people to match individual perceptions. That was for a little while before I looked back to myself in the past and put my feet in one's shoes then I figured out how to help others building their thought but if they would not try on their side along with me then it would not work for that person.

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AI fixed

When I was young, I didn't realize that this was my learning style. I thought I was a slow learner because I didn't grasp things easily unless I could see the whole idea clearly. My dad was the one who explained things in a way I could understand. As time passed, I discovered that I wasn't a slow learner. I simply didn't learn in the same way as most students. Eventually, I found a method that worked for me and used it when teaching others. Unfortunately, at first I didn't know how to adapt my teaching style to match each person's way of thinking. After looking back at my own experiences and putting myself in other people's shoes, I learned how to help them build their understanding. However, if they weren't willing to make an effort on their side as well, it wouldn't work.

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Original

right, I knew that too: the phase before the story but the information you told me poped up in my head that made me avoid the phase. This morning I pulled myself back and I need to slow down to have my accuracy. I know that I do not need to slow down but it would save my time to repeat and it is good for my habbit and that shows I care of persistance ( is this the right word?) I will read your message after taking a shower.

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Ai fixed

You're right. I knew that phrase too. However, the information you told me popped into my head and made me avoid using it. This morning I reminded myself that I need to slow down a little to improve my accuracy. I know I don't really need to slow down, but doing so will save me time because I won't have to correct as many mistakes. It is also a good habit and shows that I care about consistency. I'll read your message after I take a shower.