Here i am,standing there like a total witch.
It was a monday night. I was outside Da_An station going to meet my student for Chinese class. I got some french bread in my hands from the new-open bakery inside Da-An staion. I was waiting for the light to change to get across the road.
Then,a women in a wheel chair came to me.
She wanted me to buy some stuff from her and I just smiled at her and tried not to hurt her feeling.
But she didn’t want to give up.
“My husband is handicap,too.”
(What the hell…i started to feel uneasy.) Then she went on:
“You can afford to buy a bread but not helping me?”
(Shit…i couldn’t even look at her. I was just looking straight,praying that the light will change soon.)
“Why can’t you just offer me a help,young lady?”
(F***…stop that! Stop making me feel guilty for not buying anything from her…)
A high-school boy turned back and looked at me as if i’ve done something terrible.
The light changed. Thanks God…i took a big step and walked really fast trying to get rid of this i-look- like-a witch feeling. At one moment,i actually feel ugly myself. I couldn’t forget about that day so i am here to seek for help.
Am I really a cold-bloody person? I used to buy lots of stuff from the homeless,old people or handicap. But as i grow older i’ve become a little bit anesthetic cuz there’re too damn many poor people in the world. I can’t buy all the stuff from them! Guys,please tell me what will you do if you were me…i appreciate it