It has happenned. I never imagined I'd ever get to partake in something so cliche. I've heard jokes being made about the scenario from time to time. I remember watching a parody of it way back when I was still interested in Tiny Toons, a comparison between Good Boy Buster and Bad Boy Monte. It was a public service announcement at one point, an affiliation with the Boy Scouts of America. Never would I have expected something like this to occur during my lifetime. Yes, I got to help a little old lady cross the street...and it happened exactly as I would've imagined.
I was on my usual 9-mile run wearing my earphones and thinking about very unimportant things. Picking up the pace along Fulton Avenue, I saw her standing there on the sidewalk not moving. She gestured and I wondered whether she was just having a moment or whether she was trying to get my attention. I stopped short in my stride and paused the song that was playing on my Ipod.
I could barely hear her with the Sunday afternoon traffic passing us by. She She had a very soft voice. "This is very heavy," she said. She was carrying two medium sized bags and a cane. "I have arthritis and can't see very well." I asked her where she needed to go. She pointed to a house diagonally across the street. I took her bags and slowly walked with her across the street. She thanked me and told me I could leave the bags at the front of her door. I told her I'd bring them up the stairs for her. She was somewhat hesitant and squinted her eyes giving me a good long look (probably sizing me up). I'm sure she concluded my 5'3 frame would not fare very well in a match with her cane and decided to let me continue with my role of playing "the good Boy Scout." She let me lug the two bags up her steps and requested I close the gate on my way out.
And that's how I got to fulfull my dream of helping a little old lady cross the street =D
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