I had a little rough start in the morning today.
It had started with me squeezing my bag that was filled with 7 overdue library books into the trunk behind my bike. I manage to fit my bag in it before I realized that I still have my P.E bag. So I decided that it wouldn’t bother me at all if I remove the trainers inside and carry the bag while I rode. But I was wrong.
The bag had slipped down to my forearm while I was riding towards the 1st traffic light, which was a short ride away. It was making me unbalance and insecure as I rode past the busy bus stop on the way. I stopped at the traffic light before getting off to swap the P.E bag with the trainers. As I was attempting to close the trunk, a pair of mother and daughter from our school were waiting for the traffic light. They had asked me whether I needed help. Feeling a little guilty as I watch the last of the cars drove by, a sign that the traffic light would soon turn green, I declined. It looked like I was close to shutting it anyways. But I couldn’t.
No matter how much force I try to put, I couldn’t shut it. And soon, I was racing against time for the next traffic light. That was when a man in his 50s came riding by. As he waited for the traffic light to turn green, he offered his help. Looking that there was still time before the light changes, I accepted his help. And together, we managed to close it. He asked “It looks like you have a lot of stuff in there.” and I could only make a small smile at him “I had to return my overdue library books”Now it seems like my troubles were over as I cycled to school with my trainers tucked into the space between the bike seat and the trunk. But as I was within 50m away from the traffic light in front of the school, I realized that the trainers had disappeared. Damn it.
Now it seems like my troubles were over as I cycled to school with my trainers tucked into the space between the bike seat and the trunk. But as I was within 50m away from the traffic light in front of the school, I realized that the trainers had disappeared. Damn it.
So I cycled back the direction I had once come from, backtracking to find my trainers. And that was when I bump into the mother and daughter from the traffic light, carrying my bag of shoes in one hand. “You should tuck it in tighter,” The mother said as she handed me the trainers. I quickly thanked her and told her that I was feeling embarrassed, due to the fact that I am meant to be a responsible Grade 9 student. And she just laughed that there was no need to be embarrassed.
After that, everything went well. I arrived in time to meet up with my friends, library books were returned, classes were great and interesting. Everything went well.
Thinking about this incident, I think about how lucky I was to have met such kind people who have helped me without even knowing who I am. It just shows that there are kind people out there somewhere, and you don’t have to know them to help them.
Although this morning ride to school was most definitely one of the most hectics and troublesome ones, but as I was showered with kindness throughout the ride, it has made a smile on my face.