Draga
02-09-04, 10:42 PM
A Year ago, it was really my last job I ever had. The last night the person who always had given me a ride home was fired that day and I was stuck with no ride at all and only five bucks for bus fare..still there was a problem not only was the bus to my house at the time stopped running, but I had gotten on the wrong bus that took me straight to New Orleans during a Mardi Gras parade...I knew for sure it was going to be crowded and filled with drunks and perverts and God knows what type of danger...I was a 26 year old woman alone stranded with no possiblity to get home, and no money to call my mother for a ride home, and my so called co workers left me stranded cause they had their own lives to think of( so nice of them).
My father who passed away a few years ago must have been looking down on me that night, he sent me an angel.
I met this kindly elderly man on the bus going to New Orleans and I told him my situation and how afraid I was. He said he would find a way to get me home and I was grateful to him, stil am now that I think of it.
When we got off the bus, it was just as I expected, A large crowd in the streets as parade floats rolled down the street throwing beads and cups, the street smelling of beer and people drunk or sober everywhere screaming at the top of their lungs for cups, beads, toys, you name it.
The kind gentlman took my hand and lead me through the crowd of people making sure I did not get lost in the Motley Crew. At first attempt we talked to a police officer and hold him my situation, but it being a parade in New Orleans he could spare no cop cars to get me home, and he directed me and the man to a street were a bus will still running on Poydras street.
Again the kind man took my arm and held my hand and we walked to a place where the streets were not so crowed and from there we walked for miles to find the street. We stopped in a building and asked where Poydras St. was and the man behind the desk said, "Poydras is just around the corner, ya can't miss it."
Still there was a problem, even if I got back to the other side, I could not get home by bus, cause as I said earlier the bus to Avondale had stoped running already. The Kind man gave me ten dollars to take a cab the rest of the way..I was amazed by hids kindness and generosity. I asked him where he lived, and I could not believe what he told me next, " I live nowhere, my social security check is not enough to keep me in a decent apartment, so I just hang out at the Harrah's Casino All night and the book store all day." At first I did not want to take his money, but still he insisted and refused to take the money back...I even offered him to come home with me. I just could not leave the homeless man who took such good care of me and kept me from danger out to fend for himself on the streets. Still, again, the man would not hear of it and declined my offer, "What an amazing Man" I thought to myself.
I was stunned, here I was worried about how I was going to get home, and a homeless man went out of his way to help me get home. It was that day that I learned about true human kindness, and I know that there is truely good people in the world. With all the Hate and suffering in the world and selfishness in life, there are good people.
When I got to the other side of town I was lucky once again to find a nice cab driver who took me home the rest of the way for just ten dollars, another earth angel, but not so wonderful as the one I had just met he had a job and a home to go to.
I pray my Homeless earth angel is safe and warm and still on this earth and that his dreary situation has changed. An Angel like that deserves goodness in return. Even though I only met him once, I miss him, and think of him often when I am tired of the worls around me I think of him and his heart of pure gold. God Bless you My Earth Angel and God Bless us all! Goodbye.:)
My father who passed away a few years ago must have been looking down on me that night, he sent me an angel.
I met this kindly elderly man on the bus going to New Orleans and I told him my situation and how afraid I was. He said he would find a way to get me home and I was grateful to him, stil am now that I think of it.
When we got off the bus, it was just as I expected, A large crowd in the streets as parade floats rolled down the street throwing beads and cups, the street smelling of beer and people drunk or sober everywhere screaming at the top of their lungs for cups, beads, toys, you name it.
The kind gentlman took my hand and lead me through the crowd of people making sure I did not get lost in the Motley Crew. At first attempt we talked to a police officer and hold him my situation, but it being a parade in New Orleans he could spare no cop cars to get me home, and he directed me and the man to a street were a bus will still running on Poydras street.
Again the kind man took my arm and held my hand and we walked to a place where the streets were not so crowed and from there we walked for miles to find the street. We stopped in a building and asked where Poydras St. was and the man behind the desk said, "Poydras is just around the corner, ya can't miss it."
Still there was a problem, even if I got back to the other side, I could not get home by bus, cause as I said earlier the bus to Avondale had stoped running already. The Kind man gave me ten dollars to take a cab the rest of the way..I was amazed by hids kindness and generosity. I asked him where he lived, and I could not believe what he told me next, " I live nowhere, my social security check is not enough to keep me in a decent apartment, so I just hang out at the Harrah's Casino All night and the book store all day." At first I did not want to take his money, but still he insisted and refused to take the money back...I even offered him to come home with me. I just could not leave the homeless man who took such good care of me and kept me from danger out to fend for himself on the streets. Still, again, the man would not hear of it and declined my offer, "What an amazing Man" I thought to myself.
I was stunned, here I was worried about how I was going to get home, and a homeless man went out of his way to help me get home. It was that day that I learned about true human kindness, and I know that there is truely good people in the world. With all the Hate and suffering in the world and selfishness in life, there are good people.
When I got to the other side of town I was lucky once again to find a nice cab driver who took me home the rest of the way for just ten dollars, another earth angel, but not so wonderful as the one I had just met he had a job and a home to go to.
I pray my Homeless earth angel is safe and warm and still on this earth and that his dreary situation has changed. An Angel like that deserves goodness in return. Even though I only met him once, I miss him, and think of him often when I am tired of the worls around me I think of him and his heart of pure gold. God Bless you My Earth Angel and God Bless us all! Goodbye.:)