He’d Raised the Funds for Two Thousand Packed Meals, Feeling Bad Over How Children from Lesser Backgrounds are Starving

This man saw the needs of a young child, and, provided the needed goods to help make this child’s life, easier, off of the Newspapers, translated…

Many years ago, the story of the five siblings, the Weis “sharing a bowl of noodle” gained the public’s attention.  This winter, the Kaohsiung chapter of Taiwan Fund for Children & Families offered many families free meals, a total of two thousand lunches, and the man behind raising the funding for this is the forty-year-old Tu, he’d felt bad of how a young boy stood outside the restaurants, not going away, and made his wish, to help the children in poverty stricken homes to have at least, enough food in their, stomachs.

In mid last year, Tu went to Gangshan, Kaohsiung to visit a friend, he was in a diner having a meal, when there was a thin young boy, looking at the menu, and not moving away.  Later, the owner of the shop told him, that he’d seen the boy more than once, that he’d just, come by, flipped through the menu outside, then, left, that perhaps he couldn’t afford the items that was why he’d not dared, come into the diner.

the lunch the man donated to charity, to help feed the children in need! Photo courtesy of UDN.com

“How can someone not afford a one-hundred-dollar simple meal or a sixty-dollar packed lunch?”, Tu was filled with questions then, and it’d, gotten his empathy.  At the start of this year, he’d, gotten together with a group of friends, and, donated two thousand packed meals to the Taiwan Fund for Families and Children, so children can have the foods in their, stomachs.

Awhile ago, on the lunch box donation, that young boy and his older brother showed up, Tu never imagined, that he actually, offered, physical help to the child who was in need.  On the second day that winter vacation started, Tu drove to Gangshan in his spare time from work, and, rushed to help delivered the packed lunches with the workers in the restaurants.

And, Tu also extended his cares and concerns to Liugui’s “Neboon Chorus” the native students, to help them raise the funding so they can go around for the tours.  He’d said, “seeing those children’s faces smile, that, was the best sort of feedback for me.”

And so, this man noticed a need, and, acted on it, and he’d, influenced those around him, to come onboard in helping these children from lesser backgrounds out, and, even though he is only one person, but he’d, already, exerted, such, a huge, difference in the lives of children.

A House Painter Set Up a Foundation to Help the Unfortunate, Continuing the Love Onward

A foundation, that helps out, those in need, long-term, instead of, just one time, and on occasions, and this, is one that will, have the, long-term, effects on those who are, in need, set up by this man, who began, with that thought of, “I want to make a difference” and “I want to help others”, off of the Newspapers, translated…

The CEO of Love580 Foundation, Chang, worked as a house painter, two years ago, to fulfill his wish of giving back to the community, he’d set up the foundation, and became its C.E.O., but his families were against him, until they saw how many he’d helped, then they were, supportive of his cause, Chang said that he was an “innocent rabbit who’d accidentally, fell into the hole of not-for-profit organization”.

The foundation originally assisted the cancer patients write the letters, or to fulfill their last wishes, for the patients wanted to leave something behind for their, loved ones, and, there were the less fortunate who’d come to ask for assistance too, hoping the foundation can help them out, and Chang, within the abilities of his foundation, helped as many as he could.

the photo of the man at the office, with the donated goods from the society behind him, courtesy of UDN.com

Chang said, his own father died of illness, he’d not left anything behind for them afterwards, that was what sparked the thought of “leaving the love behind”, he’d originally thought, that he will start this until he had the money, but, seven, eight years had flew by, and, the thought of setting up the foundation stayed, and he’d not gotten more money, nor was he, more, leisurely, and two years ago, he’d, suddenly, started up this foundation.

Chang said, as he set up the foundation, his families were, against it, believed, that they weren’t well to do, he’d even, camped out at the office of the foundation, but for the two years the foundation’s been set up, it’d, helped, many of those who are, in need, and, his families watched him, and his children also believed, “there’s nothing wrong with what dad’s doing”, and now, his wife helps out regularly at the office of the foundation.

Chang pointed out, that he’d, watched a son who was rebellious, ran with the wrong crowds, truant, thumbed across a letter from his own father who’d passed, wrote, “I wish my son……………”, and it had, caused the child to change completely, he’d, let go of his truant tendencies, stopped hanging out with the wrong crowds, and, buckled down to study, and he’d gotten accepted into university, he’d believed that this was, something meaningful, to pass the love on became, one of the work of his foundation.

In recent days, a lot of the locals in need came to the foundation to seek out assistance, Chang told, that a lot of the foundation only give a one-time help, but, his foundation, other than helping those in need resolve the difficulties in the moment, it’d also, help the cases find work and, helped them budget their money better, and, keep a long-term follow-up of the cases, at the same time, sharing the process of how help is gained online, to let the public know, how their donations are, being, spent.

And so, all it takes, is still, just, that one thought of kindness, one moment that touched someone’s heart, to start something wonderful like this, and we need more people who are selfless in giving to the community, because there are, those who are in need, and this foundation doesn’t just offer the one-time help, like a lot of the foundations do, it helps the cases long-term, and that’s, where the effects show.

He’d Opened up a Bookstore, to Offer Free Tutoring, Squandered Away Tens of Millions of His Own Retirement Funds

This man saw a need, and, started, providing the services to the students in poverty stricken homes, helping them succeed in school, so they can, turn their own lives, around, off of the Newspapers, translated…

The former manager of the second World Trade Building, Huang after retirement, returned back to his hometown of Minhsiung, Chiayi to open up a used bookstore, giving free tutoring session to students who can’t afford to get the tutoring, and provided them with a free supper, and it’d continued for a decade now, he’d, spent up all of his retirement pension already, but is still, enjoying giving back, and his never stop helping spirit moved the outside world, and the world offered the needed resources to keep the programs going.

Huang said, that retiring, returning back home was his thought of looking after his aging parents, and, opening up a secondhand bookstore was his dreams when he worked, as the director of the second world trade building, in 2009 at the international bookshow, he’d found, that there were a ton of younger generations that are seeking out the extra information, but his hometown of Minhsiung didn’t even have a secondhand bookstore.

To give back to his hometown, Huang set up the secondhand bookstore, but, he’d used the bookstore as a “falsified front”, he’d estimated, that the shop earned, less than $5,000N.T. a month from selling the used books, and other than the shop being a free reading space for the children who are from poverty stricken homes, Huang hoped, to help the students improve on their grades, and started setting up the cram sessions to teach them how to study.

photo of the man at the study program he’d set up for the students in his local region, courtesy of UDN.com

The originally one-on-many tutoring showed almost NO progress, he’ offered the one on one, one on two, the smaller classes, he’d estimated that it’d cost anywhere from thirty thousand to four million dollars, then yet, the students who came to his program started from just more than a dozen to more than 170, he’d offered the tutoring services, and, the scholarship moneys, the meal plans, it’d, already, spent up his over millions of dollars in retirement funds.

In truth, most of the money Huang spent was on paying for the suppers of the students, the students from the poverty stricken backgrounds, arrived to the study sessions at his bookstore, “I can’t make them starve through the sessions”, and so, he’d provided the suppers for free, the snacks, as well as the drinks too, and on average, he’d spent over $110,000N.T. by the month.

There is a total of 158 students who are in the study session programs this semester, and there are the volunteer tutors of 250 people, and, every time the bookstore hands out over $60,000N.T. in scholarship money at the sectional exams in school, and, whenever the students improved in their grades, scholarship money would be awarded too, currently, the center had helped turned over 2,000 students’ lives around.

And so, this man has a vision, and, he’d, started, offering the services, because he saw a need, and it didn’t matter, if he ran out of money, or if he’s short on money, he will, keep this program going, because he knew, that offering these students from poverty stricken backgrounds an education, is the only way that can help them turn their own lives, around, so he will, keep on, doing this.

The Follow-Up to the “Troublemaker Pair”, the Visually Impaired School Teacher & His Guide Dog Finally Found Their Residence

The needs of this man that was, seen, by the community, because his story was told!  Off of the Front Page Sections, translated…

A lot of the realtors, along with the property owners heard that the renter has a dog, they’d, immediately stated how there wouldn’t be pets allowed, and no matter how hard the renters tried to explain, “they’re NOT pets!” that “the guide dogs are the eyes of the visually impaired!”, the owners of the properties replied back coldly, “it’s a dog, just the same!”

Lu’s mother, Tsai issued a happy notice, “Guan-Ling and his guide dog found a rental stay!”, it was a mansion, located in a quiet alley, Guan-Ling lives on the first floor, and it’s, only a ten-minute walk from the Fuke Middle School where Lu was hired to work.  The landlady was originally, a bit, timid over the guide dog and the visually impaired man, Tsai asked the woman to log onto her son’s FB page, plus the volunteer group of the middle school also shared the news reports from the papers, and the landlady decided, to allow Lu to rent, and said, that her daughter attends the middle school where he’ll work at too, that if needed, she can take him to get familiarized with the environment a bit.

the man and his guide dog, happy over finding a stay…photo from UDN.com

Lu was grateful for everybody’s help, this love and care and concern, him and his family shall, NEVER, forget.  By mid-August, he and his guide dog, Yuma will be, moving into a brand new environment, he hoped, to use his expertise in counseling, to help more students, to grow with them.

And so, this, is why it’s, important, for these sorts of stories to get written out, because if these things stayed buried, nobody knows that there’s a need, and as this story came out, people from all around tried to help, and, surely, this man’s needs were, noted, and, he’d found, a place to live in, with his guide dog.

Helping Someone in Need in Times of the Outbreak

Helping some random stranger in need out, in times of, the “plague” here, teaching a very important lesson to your own young here, translated…

Seeing that man who’d fallen down, with blood covering over his face, I’d, tightened my hands on my twins’ hands, and the hesitation, gone in a, split second, I’d, walked up quickly towards him………

It was a sunny Sunday afternoon, the springtime sun shone just right, I’d, decided, to take my kids out to the Youth Parks, to see the turtles, to see how many squirrels we can spot, to throw the Frisbees, to let my children who’d been kept, indoors, in their boredom, to run and to, play a little.  They got tired of running, and we’d, walked to the local shops, planned to find something to eat, at this time, an elderly man not far from where I was, fell down.

First, he’d, lost his, foothold, then, fell hard to the ground, he’d, instinctively, tried to get back up, but, didn’t steady himself and, tripped, fell harder.  I’d, screamed loud, as the elderly man, barely, sat back up, as he’d, lifted his head towards me, I saw blood coming from his head, he’d, started, making sounds, that I couldn’t, quite understand.  Some of the passersby instinctively, dodged his way, there were even more people, who’d, just, stood by, and watched the elderly man bleeding, like they were, watching a street performer.

like this???  Photo from online

A father with a child, came up to the elderly man, handed him a tissue, signaled him to press it onto his head to stop the bleeding, I’d, had my children wait for me right where they were, rushed forward, and, dialed emergency, for the, very first time in my life.  On the other end of the line came, a steady and stable voice, other than having me make sure of the elderly man’s consciousness and his willingness, the individual also reminded me, to wear a mask, to protect myself.  I’d, subconsciously, pressed down on the edges of my surgical mask, to make sure that my face is, sealed underneath it, lifted my head toward my twins who were, about two meters away, and I’d be lying, if I say I wasn’t, the least bit, worried.

The ambulance rushed over shortly enough, after the call I’d made, and, in the basic first-aid measures being taken, the paramedics also checked the elder’s glucose and temperature— “he’s feverish!”, these words, made a ripple inside my mind, suddenly, the crowd that gathered had, vanished, I took out the alcohol I had to sanitize myself, and tried to remember if there were, any open wounds on either one of us when we’d interacted?

“Mommy, will the man get better?”, my daughter pulled on my shirt.  “Yes he will, because we both helped him out.”, I’d, squeezed my twins’ hands tightly, told them I was so proud of them.  Life may be fragile and unexpected, but I believe that humans are, innately, good, that we’re all, working, to make this world a better place, I hope that my twin daughters can, remember this very moment, that no matter what the circumstances, we should all, try to, help someone who’s in need out.  This unsettling time is, a test for human nature, and love, is the answer to all of these, trials of, all our lives.

And so, this, is quite, altruistic, because you saw someone in need, and, you’d, not thought twice, because the elderly man had fallen down, and was in need of assistance, and, you’d not allowed, the bystander effect, the diffusion of responsibility, to prevent you from helping the elderly man out, and, you’d, also show by example, to your twin young children, how important it was, to offer someone a helping hand too.

Their Home Got Broken Down by the Winds, Over Hundreds of Volunteers Came to Help with the Rebuilding of Their Homes

Goodwill, of the members of, the community here, off of the Front Page Sections, translated…

The rundown shack that the resident, Lee in Suao, Yilan couldn’t shelter him, his girlfriend had died, in the cold fronts last year, she was all that he had.  The New Taiwan Volunteer Group, in order, to not let the same things happen again, on the 21^st, the volunteers had, built a house for him, so he could have a warm roof over his head.  There were, over hundreds of men and women who showed as volunteers, they’d all rolled up their sleeves, from all around Taiwan, pulled the money to get to the area, and, donated the materials, put up the money needed, for a house to get built out of their own pockets, this home that’s, made and filled with the love was built up, using two weekends, and it’s being, remodeled, and, by next Sunday, Lee could, move into it.

The sixty-four year-old man, Lee “Cheng” lived in poverty stricken means, the walls were falling down in his resistance, the roof leaked, it couldn’t, block out the wind or the rain, or the cold fronts that came.  “Cheng” had a girlfriend whom he’d, lived with, she was originally weakened by illness, and, as the cold fronts hit last November, their rundown shack couldn’t block out the cold weather, his girlfriend’s weakened body and couldn’t withstand the cold, she’d, passed away.

the “home” where Lee was living in

photo courtesy of the New Taiwan Volunteer Group from online

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Before “Cheng’s” girlfriend had passed, the volunteer group noticed this case, and immediately wanted to offer assistance, only, that they’d lacked the funding then, and the foundation was, overseeing other worse off families, and couldn’t offer the assistance on time, but they’re, already, raising the funds for the house for “Cheng” back then.  And yet, they were, too late, the rundown shack that “Cheng” resided in broken down, and it was, demolished, he’d, camped out in the cargo container houses close by.

The volunteer group, in order to NOT allow for the tragedies to happen again, in the leadership of the C.E.O., Yo, they’d, raised about $550,000N.T.s, bought the construction materials, shipped it to Suao.  And, all the builders were, volunteers, the volunteers gathered at three in the morn in Taoyaun on the 21^st, got on the car, arrived in Suao, and started the building process.  The volunteers first set up the steel structures of the frames of the home, and connected the electricity, made sure that there’s water running, before this Saturday, they’re, going to start the remodeling of the inside of the house, the setting up of the furniture, the appliances, by Sunday next week, they’re, to hand over the keys to the house to “Cheng”, so he could, move in.

“The volunteers helped build up the house, and, they’d, put up the traffic costs, the foods, as well as their own, insurances too!”, Yo told, the volunteers, in helping to build up the house, they’d not received a cent in money, they’d even, had to, pay for their stay, as well as their meals.  The charges for food is $100N.T. a day, the room and board, $200N.T.s a day, the insurances cost $50N.T. per day, the cost of transportation, $100N.T., for this two day one night volunteer work, the volunteers needed to pull $550 N.T. out from their own pockets per person.

The volunteers were assigned to various duties based off of their expertise, some saw the steel pipes, welding, connected the wires, digging up the drainage pipes, as the material shipped couldn’t get to the construction sites, all the volunteers, started lining up, like ants, carried the heavy steel, wooden boards, the iron shack roofs, even the already, welded frames.  Everybody rolled up her/his sleeves, put that work helmet on, and started, working; some of the female volunteers who worked in the office, who’d, never lifted anything heavy, they’d helped, carrying the steels, the roof boards, the eleven-year-old boy, also did his part, helping to make the building project happen.

 

a project, like this???  Photo from online

And so, this, would be, the collective efforts, the kindness from all around the island, because this man needed a roof over his head, and he couldn’t, buy a property on his own, because he couldn’t make the money, so, this group of volunteer came, to help make him a home from scratch, and in the process of building, everybody took up a role, to make this wonderful house, built with love happen, to give this man, a safe place to stay, a roof, over his head.

Sir, I Want Some Baked Goods that Are, Imperfect

The acts of kindness, initiated by the owner of the bakery, and it warms everybody who knows the details of what’s going on, translated…

Yesterday, as I was at the bakery selecting my breads, suddenly, a boy of about ten ran into the shop in a hurry, started hollering to the owner, “Sir, give me some imperfectly baked breads!”, the owner of around sixty years of age squinted his eyes, smiled and replied, “okay!”, then, I saw the child used the clasps, picked up a few breads, the owner bagged the items for him, and only took one small coin from his hand, then, handed him the goods, and told him, to walk carefully, and, the owner smiled, as he saw the young boy off.

Those of us, customers who saw this scene, we’d, all looked at each other, and smiled, while the owner of the shop told, with a heavy note, that the boy’s name is, “Lucky”, he was, a prematurely born child, back then, his mother gave birth to him out of wedlock, and couldn’t tell who the father was, in the end, she had to, leave the family, abandoning her own son, and for many years, nobody’s, heard from her, for several years, the boy was, left to raised by his grandmother who’d, lost her husband.  She’d hoped that he would be, blessed, thus, she’d, named him, “Lucky”, but because she’s elderly, without abilities to work, she could, only make the amount from recycling the materials, they lived on, very, poor.  “Thankfully, although Lucky may be, developmentally delayed, but his physical growth was, normal, he’d, helped his grandmother out without being asked regularly.”

a batch like this???sold, at a, discounted price here!  Photo found online

The owner told, that since he learned of Lucky’s story, when he’d come to buy the breads, he’d, symbolically, accepted a coin from him, as payment.  But, one time, his grandmother took him in, pointed to the bread, then inquired to the owner, that did Lucky steal the breads?  If not, how come, all the money she’d, given to him were, still there?  The owner replied, “Lucky is a good kid, he did NOT steal anything, he’d bought the ‘breads not baked perfectly’, so that’s why, I gave it to him, at, a discounted price!”, as the grandmother heard, she’d, felt relieved, and continually, thanked the owner for his, kind heart.

As I’d heard the owner of the bakery told the story, a surge of warmth rushed up.  Think about it, Lucky is, exactly like his grandmother hoped he’d become, a kid blessed, otherwise, how would he have, met up with the kindhearted, bakery owner?

And so, this, is one of these tiny tales that warms up the heart of those who heard, read, and knew it, and, the owner of the bakery saw that this young man was in need, and, started giving him the help, because he knew, that he and his grandmother, are living on so little, and this story warmed up the hearts of others, it gives us hope, to see, that there are, still, smallest amounts of kindness, happening, all around us.

The Sense of Humor that the Bus Driver Has

Through an act of kindness toward a stranger, hoping, that someone else will follow your lead, and show the same kindness needed, to the man too, translated…

I took my six-year-old son out and waved at the bus driver as we were, catching the bus.  Unless nobody’s getting on or off, the driver would, stop at every bus stop.

To a certain stop, we saw the driver run really fast off the bus, then, slowly, helped a visually impaired person on board, right then and there, I saw the man with a sign with the bus route written on it, readied, to put it inside his knapsack, and that was when I’d learned, that as the visually impaired man heard the bus wheeze by his side, he’d, taken out the sign, so the drivers can see it.

like this???kindness, sighted!  Photo found online

The driver confirmed with him what station he was getting off, returned back to the driver’s seat, I saw the man with his cane, prodding around, headed slowly, toward a certain object on the bus, I’d, reminded him quickly, “sir, there’s a seat next to you!”, he’d, patted the structures of the seats, asked, “right here?  Thanks!”, my husband next to me spoke in synchrony, “Yes, be careful sitting down!”, I watched him smiled, and nodded toward our direction, then, he’d, picked up his cell phone, put on his earphones, and immersed himself in the music happily.

As I was about to get out, the man was, still enjoying his music, I’d, held my son’s hands, as we got off the bus, because I believed, that this, was going to be, a beautiful relay, that as others saw how helpful I’d been to this man, that he was in need of assistance, I’m more than certain, that others onboard the bus will also, lend him, a helping hand.

And so, kindness still, started with one, and this woman hoped, that with her show of kindness toward the visually impaired passenger onboard the bus, someone else will also, follow her example, in lending the man, a helping hand, and this, is exactly, how kindness gets passed down from one person to the next, it all starts, with one!

Disregarding the Costs, the Mobile Supermarkets Entered into the Distant Regions, “We Can’t Care about the Costs”

A social welfare program, that didn’t, CARE about the cost, but only, helping the locals, we need more of these in the world right now that’s for sure! From the Newspapers, translated…

The mountain regions in Yilan is off-the-maps, the locals can’t shop easily, the Helping with Love Supermarket’s C.E.O., Chu made a wish of “delivering the groceries to the distant regions”, push for the mobile supermarket programs, used two million dollars to alter the 3.5-ton truck into a mobile marketplace, yesterday, the truck was official, it’d, delivered the meats, the vegetables, the fruits, the instant noodles, the soy sauces, the daily needs, along with, over a thousand groceries, up to the mountains, to sell.

photo from UDN.comthe grovery store on wheels…

The mobile supermarket at the start of the year, started the trials of using a 1.5 ton truck, it’d gone to the regions of Nanshan, in Datong, the Four Seasons, the Ylang, the Song-Luo, Le-Shui, Ying-Shih, along with Nan-Ao, the native tribal areas first, and, also, to the communities far off in the northern Yilan, Gueishan, Daxi, and other local communities, so these distant towns can also, get their needed groceries.

“We don’t care about the costs!” the mobile supermarket is out on the road a lot, of it, it takes two hours per way, to the 1,200 meter high Datong’s Nanshan Tribes, a total of four hours, over a hundred meters, Chu said, the items in the mobile supermarket is exactly the same as what we sell in the cities, in prices too.

The mobile supermarkets’ “shelves” don’t have the randomized groceries, it’d been, surveyed by the statistics, to see which items are mostly needed by the locals, and, everything the locals need, they can, preorder it from online, the meats, the vegetables, and, then, after the orders were, placed, the mobile supermarket drives up the mountains, there’s no extra, delivery charges.

Chu said, other than deliveries made to the distant regions, if there are larger scale functions, or nursing homes that needed, the mobile supermarkets will deliver, “when we are, service-oriented, we stopped considering the costs!”, Chu said, that the mobile supermarkets bring in a set income, and, considering the costs of gas, of the wear and tear of the vehicles, the drivers, and the costs for hiring the cashiers, they’d have a negative earning, but, because of the needs of the distant regions, it needs, to be done.

And so, this, is something wonderful this man started, he saw a need, and, provided the services, and, we need more of these, understanding minds, more of these, helping states of minds, to make this world a better place, and this man is, already, doing more than his share, to make a difference, in the lives, of others, not caring about the costs.

 

 

 

 

When You Tripped & Fell

The help from complete strangers, and, it’d made your life better, as well as the ones you’d helped out too, translated…

As you were growing up, when you’d, fallen carelessly, your parents who wanted you to have that smooth ride in life, in a panic, had always reminded you, to get back up on your own.  The parents of that era would always, pass along the wisdoms of life in every day, because the road to your future, you shall, walk by yourselves.

like this???photo found online

In reality, before the years had given you that “label” of old, if you’d, tripped and fallen flat on your face in public, other than feeling embarrassed, before you feel the pains from your trip and fall, you can only, get back up in a hurry.  Once, I saw a woman, tripping by the tiles that were, uneven by the sidewalks, I’d rushed toward her to see if she needed any assistance, she’d gotten back up in a hurry, and stated, “I’m sorry”, this was, out of embarrassment, seeing how she was okay, I’d helped her pick up the purse that flew out of her hand, she’d told me thank you repeatedly, and left, I couldn’t help but mumbled to myself, “thank heavens she’s not injured!”

And I also, had more than my share of trips and fall, as I’d, begun to age.  Sometimes, I’d, gotten too distracted by all around me, not paid attention to where I was walking, then, tragedy came towad me, and, the best way I’d, handled the matter, to save myself from embarrassment was, to pick up my belongings, and made my escape from where I’d, tripped and fallen.  But, the years took their tolls, as I entered into the bottomhalf of my life, it seemed, that even if I wanted to, I’d, had a hard time.

At this time, I’m, physically weakened, my bodily functions started, not listening to my commands, and, even AS I’d paid attention to where I was going, there were, still, multiple dangers lurking all around me, and, there would be those moments of unexpected falls I had had.  Once, I was wearing a mask, my eyes were blocked from seeing well, plus, the skies didn’t have enough lifht, I couldn’t tell there were the uneven pavements, I’d, tripped and fallen too hard, my body fell, like I was, trying to slide onto a base in a baseball game, it hurt so bad I couldn’t get back up immediately, the young man who was sliding on his cell phone close by, was alerted my the huge crash I’d made, he’d turned his head, looked at me, I’d originally thought he was, going to come over, and give me a hand so I could, stand back up, but instead, he’d, focused his attention back, to his cell phone; being optimistic, I could, only make fun of myself, must be, that I looked, young, that was why he’d, felt he’d not needed to, lend me a helping hand.  And, as I’d, switched my mindside, the pains seemed to, fade away a bit, and, I got up, in one breath.

with all those eyes watching, and NOBODY lending a helping hand, illustration from UDN.com

After this awful experience, as I met someone who was in a similar predicament, I’d emplored more empathy.  Once as I was rushing to my community college to class, on my way, I saw an elderly man, who was walking along the parking spots for the scooters, not saw the pavements, he’d fallen down hard.  A young woman who was coming towards him from the opposite direction and I were the first “witnesses”, other than exclaiming aoud, we’d rushed over to the elderly, to check if he was, okay.  I squatted down, used my umbrella, to shade the elderly man from the sun,, and picked up the shoe he’d lost to the side, attempted to help him put it back on, but he couldn’t, have enough strengths to, while another man standing to the side just, looked at us, with that cold stare; as the middle aged woman who’d just, parked her bicycle saw, she’d used her experience, and confirmed that the elderly had a fracture on his hips, that he needed to be taken to the hospital immediately; with his pains worsening, the elderly man finally agreed, to allow us to call for help on his behalf.  Back then, I’d, acted as the interim “commander”, had the helpful young lady dial up emergency, then, asked the middle age woman to help notify the elderly man’s families, while I’d tried to calm the man down, and had him recite the phone numbers of his loved ones, and, as he’d become, a bit confused by the numbers, he’d spoken to himself, “that sounded right…”, and thankfully, the number he’d given, was the correct one, and, as I’d used the phones to call up the elderly’s son, I handed the phone to him, so he could tell his son what had happened, so his families won’t mistake the call as a scam, at this time, the ambulace finally rushed over, and, the accident ended well, then, I’d, gotten back up, toward my community college, and, my steps became lighter, because I’d, helped someone in needx.

In the trips and falls we may all have in our lives, if there are someone who was willing to, help us out, give up a helping hand, helping us get back up, it will, give us all a boost, to keep on, moving forward in our lives; and, I’d much rather become the help that someone else needed, because the way of life is twisting and winding, and none of us would know when we will, need a helping hand ourselves, and, if we can all be a part of this cycle of kindness, we might be able to, reduce something tragic from happening all around us.

And so, this, is what you’d gained, from helping someone in need out, you’d, felt that you’d lent the elderly man a helping hand, and in helping out, your empathy was, activated, because you’d hoped that someone would be willing, to help you out when you get into a jam, besides, you’d had a previous bad experience when you’d needed the help, and the person around you, didn’t give a SHIT, and you don’t want anybody to tell helpless like you had that time.