My Tumbling4Good first action story…
So, I decided to take the initiative since I was asking others to and made a little sign and headed out to the park to participate in action #1. Nothing more then a cardboard sign, but it was doing it that was the point, so I just went for it.
Unfortunately, when I got to the park, maybe cause of the weather or something, there was nobody there, no one except kids at the playground. I figured that would be a little creepy and decided to make my way to another park or bus stop to continue the experiment, but I snapped the picture above just before leaving, just so I had some evidence. On my way to the next stop is when my story gets started.
I was cruising on my bike, just half a block from my house when I hear a women scream and come dashing out of her house. She looks down and then starts yelling toward the upstairs window, “your boy just fell out of the window!” seeing the open window with the screen pushed out, I jump off my bike and hurry to the front yard, dialing 911 as I come over. I hand the lady, who appears to be the downstairs neighbor, my phone to talk to 911 and direct them to the house. And I knelt down beside this young boy, about three and a half years old, lying on his back crying hysterically. I tried to comfort him and make sure he didn’t move, and waited for what seemed like forever (probably a minute) for the parents to come down from the upstairs apartment and come to the boys side. Then I waited at the street to flag down the fire truck when it arrived. I decided to skip the park and just go home after that. I found out later the boy was miraculously fine, no broken bones, bleeding or anything.
And that’s my story. I guess the moral I take away is that putting yourself out there to ‘talk’ about anything, opens you to be present to others in all sorts of situations. This just happened to be the one I biked into.
What’s your story?
My Tumbling4Good first action story…
So, I decided to take the initiative since I was asking others to and made a little sign and headed out to the park to participate in action #1. Nothing more then a cardboard sign, but it was doing it that was the point, so I just went for it.
Unfortunately, when I got to the park, maybe cause of the weather or something, there was nobody there, no one except kids at the playground. I figured that would be a little creepy and decided to make my way to another park or bus stop to continue the experiment, but I snapped the picture above just before leaving, just so I had some evidence. On my way to the next stop is when my story gets started.
I was cruising on my bike, just half a block from my house when I hear a women scream and come dashing out of her house. She looks down and then starts yelling toward the upstairs window, “your boy just fell out of the window!” seeing the open window with the screen pushed out, I jump off my bike and hurry to the front yard, dialing 911 as I come over. I hand the lady, who appears to be the downstairs neighbor, my phone to talk to 911 and direct them to the house. And I knelt down beside this young boy, about three and a half years old, lying on his back crying hysterically. I tried to comfort him and make sure he didn’t move, and waited for what seemed like forever (probably a minute) for the parents to come down from the upstairs apartment and come to the boys side. Then I waited at the street to flag down the fire truck when it arrived. I decided to skip the park and just go home after that. I found out later the boy was miraculously fine, no broken bones, bleeding or anything.
And that’s my story. I guess the moral I take away is that putting yourself out there to ‘talk’ about anything, opens you to be present to others in all sorts of situations. This just happened to be the one I biked into.
What’s your story?
