Kind Strangers in Her Story
--by smile2day, posted Apr 24, 2012
One day, my friend and I were walking to the bus stop when I passed a beggar lady. I had seen her several times before and had always given her a few cents. That day, I gave her 2 Euros. I was waiting for the bus and reading a book when I looked up to see
that lady standing in front of me. She handed me a piece of paper covered in cling-film, to make it waterproof. It said she and her family had to leave their country because of floods, and she was struggling to support them. She had got a bit of money, but she needed 5 Euros to get home. I fished in my pockets and found 20 cents. My friend flourished a 5 Euro note. I asked her to give it to the lady, and said that I would pay her back the next day. When she did, the lady hugged us and blessed us, and went on her way.
Only later, in the bus, I wondered where her home was and how she had gotten to this country. But I didn't wonder much. Her story was her story, but I felt that my friend and I would always remain part of it, as the strangers, who helped her get home an a rainy day.