A flowery surprise

The teargas had us coughing and crying. Our path was sprinkled with protesters about to engage in a streetfight. When we finally put some distance between us and the angry mob, the fresh air of the empty park was a very good reason to smile. Still, we did not linger, we wanted to feel the city’s pavement and cobblestones beneath our feet. 

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H is for Help #AtoZChallenge

H is for Help

Helping others is something of a natural habit of mine. When asked I will help the elderly lady read the price tags in the supermarket. Often people ask me to get them some product placed on a high shelf that they cannot reach themselves. Sometimes I will give uncollected advice when I see someone hesitating, or when I overhear snippets of a conversation. If you look lost or are desperately staring at a map, then I will probably approach you and ask you if I can help you. Continue reading “H is for Help #AtoZChallenge”