on the other side of the coin...
While working at the Pier this past weekend I suddenly heard a loud cry and then huge sobs. A little girl (in her excitement to get to the arcades) was running down the Pier and wiped out. Both palms of hands and both knees skinned and bleeding. She later told me she was "free". (Meaning three years old). The mother in me came out and I grabbed some clean kitchen towels and offered my help. I have a first aid "stash" at the Pier...heck, I have college kids (including my son) working there! We washed and dressed all her boo-boo's and dried the tears. The parents were so incredibly grateful. They were from Vermont. The Dad offered me money after I gave the little darling some apple juice and a package of oyster crackers. I refused, and he offered me money for the band-aids! Again, I refused. They were the nicest people ever...and when I go to bed tonight I will smile at my good deed for the day! What goes around, comes around!
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