You know how everyone tells you it’s important to help others who are in need? You know how we have, in some ways or another donated some money to the orphanage or participated in helping with some of the cleaning activities at an old folks’ home? I’m sure most of us have contributed in some ways to help others when in need. Or have we?
Yesterday, as we were walking up the stairs to a bank, we met a lady that is paralyzed. One of her leg is gone. I couldn’t see if she is born that way or it has been amputated later in life. She was using her hands and butt to move herself, slowing inching over to the ATM. The man she was with did not help in anyway. He stood with his arms crossed, watching her from afar.
I wanted to use the ATM as well but I waited for her to pick the ATM she wanted to use and I’ll just use the other one. She asked me if this is the machine to withdraw money. I said yes. I saw as she slowly picked herself up, kneeling in front of the machine, trying to do what she had to do. I was done in a flash and was waiting for ndru to be done.
Suddenly, we heard a cry for help.
“Please, can someone help me. Please.”
There were 5 people in the bank at that time, me included. No one made a move.
“Can someone help me, please.”
I looked away. I was dying to help, but something in me made me stop. I looked outside the bank and found the man she was with went down the stairs, again with arms crossed, waiting for her.
She wasn’t in her best condition. Aside from being paralyzed, it is pretty obvious that she has not showered for days. Her clothing is not good either and there is a chance she may have been an abused victim.
We walked away after we were done. I genuinely feel bad for not helping her. But I was scared that she may just be an act and that I would be harmed for being good. It’s not an excuse, but I really couldn’t bring myself to helping her. Till now, I still feel bad.
I guess I’m not that good of a person after all. I’m still learning. Perhaps it was coz I was judgmental. The man with the crossed arms made me fear her.
I’ve been wondering, if given a chance to turn back time, would I have done differently? What about you? Would you have done different from what I did?

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