In One's Shoes

This morning, when I was waiting for the train to come back to Taipei for work, I saw a blind man waiting on the same platform as I did. He was very nervous because I could see he was sweating and keeping changing his gestures. He stood there alone with no one talking to him.

I was expecting there might be someone walk to him and ask him if he needed help, but no body did. So, I walked toward him and asked him if he was taking the train alone. He replied yes. Then, I asked where he was heading; he told me he was going to Taipei. So, I told him I could take the train with him. All in a sudden, I could feel he was relief.

I am not talking about how nice I am, but I just put myself in his shoes. I can't image if I were him, waiting in a place in black; surrounded by the strangers. People talking, making different noises but all I could see was nothing. How scared I would be. I would fall to the rail way!!

I don't think what I did is great or what. It's not a big deal. Not even a tiny deal. I've been helped by a lot of people in my life, I just want to make other people feel the warmth, make them know that there is still someone who cares about them.