I am still shaking from the adrenaline rush as I write this.
Currently working from home and with a teams across the globe, I have gotten in a habit of checking email as early as I can. Afterwards I will do breakfast/getting ready stuff.
Today, today was different. It is just after 7am. I am reading through my first emails in my PJs - I haven't even brushed my teeth yet. I hear tortured screams. Horrible screams. At first, I think maybe it is some wrong song choice my Pandora is kicking me off with. So I mute my computer. The screams keep coming. I jump up and look out of my window to see what could be making the screams.
I see a boy laying face down on the ground by a crumpled bike, two houses down the hill from me. And I ran. No shoes. In my PJs. Hair everywhere. I didn't think twice about it. I was terrified of what I may find. A lady was already stopping in her car on her way to work.
Luckily, the young boy was not seriously hurt. No blood or broken bones. There were scratches on his helmet. He would not let us call his mom or take him back home - but he slowly started getting over the shock and pain of the crash so we just let him recover. He and I talked about how lucky he was to have been wearing his helmet.
After a few more minutes, he got up and checked out his bike. Finally, he got back on and rode the rest of the way to school. I think he is going to be bruised up, but will be fine.
I am so relived that he is okay. But what I am more excited about - people in my neighborhood all came out of their houses to check on the situation. I am glad that I don't live in community that passes the buck, assuming someone else will help.
When someone's car alarm goes off - we check. When we see someone parked outside of a house, we ask or monitor the situation. I love feeling safe beyond my house and into my community. I am grateful for the good people who live near me.
"All that is required for evil to prevail is for good men to do nothing."- Edmund Burke
Are you doing something or nothing? Is your community doing something or nothing?
Currently working from home and with a teams across the globe, I have gotten in a habit of checking email as early as I can. Afterwards I will do breakfast/getting ready stuff.
Today, today was different. It is just after 7am. I am reading through my first emails in my PJs - I haven't even brushed my teeth yet. I hear tortured screams. Horrible screams. At first, I think maybe it is some wrong song choice my Pandora is kicking me off with. So I mute my computer. The screams keep coming. I jump up and look out of my window to see what could be making the screams.
I see a boy laying face down on the ground by a crumpled bike, two houses down the hill from me. And I ran. No shoes. In my PJs. Hair everywhere. I didn't think twice about it. I was terrified of what I may find. A lady was already stopping in her car on her way to work.
Luckily, the young boy was not seriously hurt. No blood or broken bones. There were scratches on his helmet. He would not let us call his mom or take him back home - but he slowly started getting over the shock and pain of the crash so we just let him recover. He and I talked about how lucky he was to have been wearing his helmet.
After a few more minutes, he got up and checked out his bike. Finally, he got back on and rode the rest of the way to school. I think he is going to be bruised up, but will be fine.
I am so relived that he is okay. But what I am more excited about - people in my neighborhood all came out of their houses to check on the situation. I am glad that I don't live in community that passes the buck, assuming someone else will help.
When someone's car alarm goes off - we check. When we see someone parked outside of a house, we ask or monitor the situation. I love feeling safe beyond my house and into my community. I am grateful for the good people who live near me.
"All that is required for evil to prevail is for good men to do nothing."- Edmund Burke
Are you doing something or nothing? Is your community doing something or nothing?
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