This is one if not THE best full of compassion and sincerity showing a knowledge of another that is far above what most would have thought of him...-e-
I didn't cry, but you've written a thought jerker. Why do we judge people by their appearance?
I had an experience yesterday that I should probably write in true story form here. I was riding Metrolift and we stopped to pick up a man in a wheelchair with a dressed up woman in a red dress that had seen much wear. The woman was slow to get him ready and pushed him to the van. He was wrapped in something like a white robe with his feet sticking out forward in kind of a reclining position in the wheelchair.
While the chair was being lifted, he let out screams and squeals like I have heard people with cerebral palsy, except that sometimes he cried out "Jesus Christ, my Savior!" And then, he would talk normal. I did hearing him say that he was having homeopathic pain, probably in his feet and legs. It turned out that the woman was his mother. She seemed to be very unbothered by all of his needs to be comfortable. There was a struggle to get them turned around inside the van before we could go off to a small strip center in a very poor part of town for a church meeting.
Watching mother and son struggle made me wonder what their lives must be like. I wanted to find out what his disability was, but I was in front of them in the van and couldn't ask. My being in a wheelchair gets people to open up and tell me why they are disabled and riding Metrolift.
Truism to the absolute, my friend. This tale happens on a daily basis, we just do not comprehend. Some prefer to be anonymous. This is a good one . . . Touch.
very touching, this is a parable poem,
and don't judge a book by its cover
is the message. Listen to the Waylon
Jennings song, Oldtimer
beautiful human story of survival
and endurance
Fantastic write Jane! One of your very best! It reminds me of a book I read about a well-to-do lady going undercover disguised as a poor homeless lady in order to write about how they get by. They really don't get by. Some even work part-time and sleep in abandon cars or buildings and have to "make-up" an address just to be employed! Working two or three part-time jobs and still not able to get a rental? Well, if you think about how much deposit and advanced rent most landlords require it's nearly impossible to save that amount of money. Then even if they do, the thieves in the homeless streets and almost NEVER get caught. So the homeless remain broke, busted and disgusted.
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
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I had an experience yesterday that I should probably write in true story form here. I was riding Metrolift and we stopped to pick up a man in a wheelchair with a dressed up woman in a red dress that had seen much wear. The woman was slow to get him ready and pushed him to the van. He was wrapped in something like a white robe with his feet sticking out forward in kind of a reclining position in the wheelchair.
While the chair was being lifted, he let out screams and squeals like I have heard people with cerebral palsy, except that sometimes he cried out "Jesus Christ, my Savior!" And then, he would talk normal. I did hearing him say that he was having homeopathic pain, probably in his feet and legs. It turned out that the woman was his mother. She seemed to be very unbothered by all of his needs to be comfortable. There was a struggle to get them turned around inside the van before we could go off to a small strip center in a very poor part of town for a church meeting.
Watching mother and son struggle made me wonder what their lives must be like. I wanted to find out what his disability was, but I was in front of them in the van and couldn't ask. My being in a wheelchair gets people to open up and tell me why they are disabled and riding Metrolift.
Ron
and don't judge a book by its cover
is the message. Listen to the Waylon
Jennings song, Oldtimer
beautiful human story of survival
and endurance