|Good Deed (Photo credit: sea turtle)|
The house where I live is very near a major busy intersection. Two six lane streets cross at a point where there are many businesses and a constant flow of traffic heading to and from Los Angeles or points north and south to surrounding urban areas. There is a continual buzz of traffic here as well as many pedestrians making their ways to wherever they are going.
One particular day I was driving home from running some errands. It was about 10:30 in the morning so the traffic and pedestrian flow though not at its height was steady. Waiting for the traffic signal in the left turn lane from Washington Boulevard to Rosemead Boulevard south, I happened to look to my right to see an older lady struggling at the opposite corner from me. She was laden with many plastic bags--groceries perhaps. Not only did she have a great burden of things she was transporting on foot, but she also appeared to have great difficulty in walking. Even stepping down from the curb seemed to be painful and onerous for her. Adding to that physical disability were her bags and a wire rolling cart filled with something that might have included clothes.
Drawn to the sight, I watched as she slowly started across the street with her burdens. I feared that moving so slowly she would not make it across the street before the lights changed and traffic would begin moving again. I wished that there were some way that I could leap out of my van and run to her assistance, but being in the turn lane of a major thoroughfare there was nothing I could do.
Wasn't there somebody who could help this poor struggling elderly lady?
The traffic signal I was waiting for seemed to last for an abnormally long time, better for the old lady crossing the street I suppose. I waited and I watched.
Suddenly, seemingly from out of the air, a teen-aged girl dressed in white ran to the lady's side taking her bags and the cart and with a gentle hand on the lady's back guided the lady across the street. As they walked I could see the girl talking to the lady who looked thankful and glad that someone cared about her.
As they neared the curb my signal changed and I made my turn toward home. I don't know what happened with the lady and the girl after I left them, but I felt a glowing feeling inside that stayed with me all that day and a memory that remains now. That was probably two, maybe three years ago, but the image remains vividly planted in my mind.
I wonder how many others watched this microcosmic drama? I wonder how many were affected by the outcome like I was?
The whole incident seemed like the old Boy Scout cliche of helping a little old lady across the street. Seeing it actually happen put the concept into perspective for me.
Take the time to help someone during the holiday season. This time of year is a good time to start if you don't do these things already. And if you start doing the good deeds, the action will become easier to do more. And don't do it just because it's Christmas. Do it for always.
Have you witnessed any acts of kindness that you'd like to share in the comments? What are some of the things you do to help others? Do you ask for help when you really need it?