An Anecdote

One day, my dad and I were driving on the street when we had the red light, suddenly, we saw a couple of elder people walking by the street; but something was happening to the elder man, he was like pressing his chest, my dad and I knew instantaneously that he was having a heart attack.  We went down from the car and tried to help the elder woman who was desperate because her husband was having a heart attack. We called the Red Cross and while we were calling, a woman went down from a Microbus and said she was a kind of paramedic, she started asking many questions to the elder woman and also to the man, but the man wasn’t responding, he had a face of having a big pain.

My dad told to come back to the car and we left the elder couple with the woman who was a paramedic. As we were leaving them the Red Cross arrived, when we were again in the car my dad told that the man had died, I tried not to believe him, but the man’s face was the one of someone who was dying. Many months ago, a little white cross was placed in the corner where the accident happened; it was a cross to remember the death man.

This moment really left a teaching to me because it made me reflect and love the closest people to me because we don’t know when they won’t be with us anymore.