Just thought I should write a little about my Saturday.
It was the most dramatic Saturday; ironically, in a subtle way.
I was seated with JS at Starbucks and a man came over, selling pairs of keychains. His question was, “Do you think everyone deserve a second chance, especially someone like me, who has lost everything he has?” Then he took out a bunch of keychains, stating that he made them under an organisation. Initially I was rather hesitant, as I always am (because in my mind I can’t help but equate the amount I have donated to such causes to the number of dresses I could have bought with the same money - this, definitely would not be pleasing to God), I picked out my wallet anyway.
My eyes lit up when I saw a pair of crosses (turned out to be whistles too); but JS told me to get the hour glasses instead. So I took that pair and paid 10 bucks for it. To my surprise, the man actually offered to give me the pair of crosses for free because he said I seem to really like it and he thought it would be nice to give it to his first customer of the day. I rejected because he could make more out of the keychains than to give them to me for free, but he insisted I have them. He left saying 'God Bless.' and I have to say that really made my day! I appreciate the keychain even more, because after all it was given by a man who was barely making enough to meet his needs, out of a kind gesture.
Another notable incident occurred a while after. A loud crash came from the road right behind. The next thing I saw was a motorcyclist displaced onto the ground some metres away from his vehicle. The female driver in the car was covering her mouth with her hands in shock. My first reaction was to grab my phone, all ready to dial. At that point, there were already other bystanders who have done the calling. All I could feel was helplessness because of my inability to provide immediate relief with my mediocre first aid skills.
That feeling is unforgettable (and traumatic). I remain conflicted since. I just find that my life can be of greater meaning if I delved further in the medical field; be it a paramedic or a first aid/CPR instructor. Nonetheless, having said that, a part of me is still reluctant to give up the things I have on hand for those - ‘These things can wait.’ This draws me back to the bystander effect. We always feel that we are not in the position to do things and choose to watch on because others have gone ahead before us to do it or somebody out there will ‘do something’. If we were to wait, when will we ever be ready? Hmmm…
All I could do was to close my eyes and pray for the casualty and his family (as well as the female driver - I was already pretty shaken given I am only a third party). I am not too sure if it was fatal, but I shall continue to pray for his speedy recovery. I also pray for my friends who are driving, especially bikes, to keep away from reckless drivers and steer clear from accidents. Please do ride safe!