Crossing the Street
This morning I was walking down the sidewalk.
As I came to the street corner, I noticed a man
on the opposite side.
He was an older man, wearing a bright
jacket with yellow colour.
As I saw the guide dog and the walking stick
he carried, I realized he was blind.
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When the light changed and I walked
toward him he remained still.
I began to worry.
Was something wrong with the dog?
The walk signal was unusual,
not affixed to the light post;
it hung from above, smaller than normal.
Perhaps the dog didn’t recognize it.
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When I reached his corner
I realized he was holding a large laminated card
attached to his wrist by a rubber band.
In typed print it read:
I am BLIND and DEAF.
I need your help crossing the street.
THANK YOU.
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I decided to help him. All I could do
was guiding him silently, as best I could.
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When we were safely on the far side
of the street, he let my arm go and
said something unintelligible,
sounds not fully formed into words
he could not hear.
I knew he was thanking me.
I could not say what
I wanted back to him.
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All day long I have been appreciating
the little tings. The wonderful feeling
when I felt the warm summer sun
in my face. The children's sound coming
from the park. The immense elation
and freedom on this world
full of colour and beauty.
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Whatever burdens I have to bear,
I am so very, very fortunate to be here.
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..and it had been an honour to help him.
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Great story Viera.
I agree with you that in our life there are so many beautiful small things which have a big value...
Many times we don't recognise it.
Hugs
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Only people like you with a sweet heart would have posted such a beautiful story....
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You've got a golden heart Viera...GBU always!Wonderful post!
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Great post, dear Viera ! ... Thank You
Although we never expected rewards
of good deeds we do...
but that's the beauty feeling from GOD,
inner satisfaction that comes into its own...
so... we should not get bored to do good deeds
as far as we could... and does not discriminate.
Have a happy new Week to all... Hugs.
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Beautiful story, Viera, and also well presented. It was a joy to read it, and I'm glad I got an opportunity to do so. I consider myself fortunate because early on in life I learned a lesson for life never to take anything for granted, and I also love the small things in life more than expensive material things.
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You're a beautiful person, Viera. *lotsofhugs*
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Very good, Viera. :-)
Sometimes we take too much for granted.
xxx.
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viera7 wrote on Jul 22, edited on Jul 22
very kind of you dear Viera, today for you tomorrow for me, we never know when we are going to be in the same situation... thanks for sharing yous lovely story of you life ... 
Thank you very much dear Nancy
for visiting my blog and leaving
a lovely message...
May your next week be fabulous...
Hugs
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very kind of you dear Viera,
today for you tomorrow for me,
we never know when we are going
to be in the same situation...
thanks for sharing yous lovely story of you life ...
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