The cab-driver who drove a few miles out of his way to
return the phone I left behind in his cab. The man who bought a bottle of water
for my son when he was carsick, and disappeared before I could even thank him.
The shopkeeper who called me back and gave me the change I forgot to take. The people
who went out of their way to help me when I had a nasty fall.
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This photograph of the rear window of a cab was taken during one of my numerous rides across the city. All cab-drivers are presumed to be cheats, but this was one of the several who didn't try to to fleece me. The photograph, taken on my phone-camera in March forms a part of my Pictorial Flashback of 2012.
1 comment:
Natasha - That's such a good question! We are so ready to assume that someone means us harm aren't we? I've done that too, to my shame. Sometimes it's good to remember that a lot of people are, as Anne Frank wrote, 'really good inside.'
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