Numbness In Leg On Outside

And so we live ... Bye Bye

In recent months, years, wtr I think most people think the world (and I forgive the word) is really screwed up, nobody does anything for anyone, no one helps no, they all kill, steal, kidnap, etc ... however we are still living or seeking to clinging people, places and things we know, doing what we can to walk right and be semi-decent people that we want everyone to be. But sometimes things happen that no matter how insignificant you are up a little spirit and think that maybe, just maybe there are beings in this world (1%) that can be light in this world increasingly dark (it is depressing to write).

This came out a few weeks ago the truck was waiting at my usual stop to go to my ballet class. The bus I always take long in coming and the truth is the worst time because the traffic is not given more, so there is always people waiting. Towards the worst heat of those that make you seek shade to the post. At last I was standing there when I saw a boy about two or three years younger than me, judge student, no bad plan to be purely honest, open and hardworking school to get his rent every month. He brought a bag of super and there were several but not many more than two fairly charged, his clothes were worn but it looked something clean, well, a guy not many resources without being poor.

After a while I get to stand a little girl about 9 or 10 years bringing the hand to which I assumed was his grandmother who was blind. Them if they were clearly poor, were tired and so I heard (they were talking loudly thinking not bad) was not a good Diaye the path of the truck was going to take too long. Not five minutes passed when the bag boy approached the girl and gave her a pair of large juice and other edible thing which do not have to do so without further away.

That little detail makes my day that had seen the face of the girl when she started taking the juice, I think one never gets to think about the people standing next to us, from that day I have the firm intention of being a little charity, that we, being honest I'm not but try to be better. Boy

juices ... you rulz!