I run and they run22

I was on 150th Street, returning from my morning run. I had just passed a few of my girl disciples.

As I was approaching the bus stop, a woman with thickly painted lipstick said to me, “Master, Master, why do you have to run? Why can’t your disciples run for you?”

I smiled at her and said, “I run and they run too.”

Had one of the disciples whom I had just passed run by at that moment, I could have said to the woman, “Here is the proof. I am running, and they are running too.”

How do these people know me? I'm sure this lady was Puerto Rican, or else she wouldn’t have used the term “Master.”

RB 150. 22 January 1980