Selfless Acts From A Good Smaritan.

I help people and do good deeds all of the time. Here are a few examples of my service to humanity.

The first thing I did was help a student Heather Martindale get home in the cold weather. It was five pm; she had gone forty-eight hours without sleep and started dosing off outside near the front door. Since she’s my neighbor I picked her up and carried her from 2400 Steele road to 1889 south 32^nd street. on the way there I picked up trash that was scattered around the special education building and said thank you to the custodian.

Later the following week I assisted Ms. Draper, who was struggling to carry boxes into the next room. She was to proud to ask for help, so I simply took it from her hands and she gasped in relief and said thank you. I then proceeded to help her take in the other 3 boxes and a keyboard.

At the end of the week, last Friday; I was outside heading home, when I realized that I needed to send a email to Mr. Anderson (my mentor). While taking care of this annoying task in the biting cold; I came upon a pleasant face: Daniel Garret. He had come back for something and needed to get inside. We stood there freezing and I could tell he was not dressed for the weather. So I offered my gloves to him so he could stay warm. He refused saying that it was his ears that were cold not his hands. I felt helpless not having a hat myself, but Instead I gave him a comforting remark about being in the same situation. Soon after, a student came outside and I commanded her to keep the door open for Daniel who praised JAYZUS, and went inside. I then began walking home but was overcame by the cold and ran to the nearest door. To my surprise it was open and I stepped inside. John the custodian that never wears pants, was standing there, and I begged if I could stay a few minutes to warm up and he said “Yes. Only if you take this bag to the trash, when you leave.” and handed me a large wet trash bag. I nodded and stood hunched over trying desperately to contain my body heat. He left shortly after and teased me saying “have a good one. Try to stay warm.” When I felt warm enough I took the trash bag and tossed it in the garbage. He honked as he pulled out of his space and drove out of the parking lot.

Then today I was in second hour and a boy William had complained that he was very cold each morning and asked to have my Balaclava. I said no but offered my Shapka-Ushanka which he delightedly took and manhandled me; saying thank you.