Payed a Taxi for a Rich Old Man – Good Deeds Story # 6
September 25th, 2009
It is always interesting when we think back to strange encounters like these and then we try to figure out why they happened. The one thing that is certain is that despite the awkward circumstances, Gisele reacted in kindness and compassion.
In the middle of the street were an old man, still, while cars passed in both directions. I told him to cross with me. He grabbed my arm and kept still, though his feet moved. In english, (in Venezuela we speak spanish) he asked me to get him to the church. Three blocks from there it took us half an hour. I could watch details of this very ancient body. I wondered if he had skin cancer, for the pink spots he had everywhere. He had a white cream if one of his big ears, so I stopped watching.
And finally we arrive to church. ‘It’s closed! -said the man trembling voice- Well, you just have to take me back’… Don’t remember what my plans were, but they existed no longer. In the middle of the travel back to the mans building, I stopped a taxi and asked him, please, take us two blocks form there. The price was 6.000 bolivares. I searched my pocket. But the old man asked how much and searched his pocket. I told him 3.000 so I payed the other half. And the old man handed me 3.000 bolivares out of a bulk of 20.000 bills.
Sent in by Gisele Diaz
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