It's a very sloped stone stairs. A middle aged man walked very slowly. First step was a walking aid to the lower stair, and then a week leg followed. Even there were only about fifteen stairs, it took him quite a long time. I watched him for a distance so that he didn't notice me. Suddenly, a young girl ran quickly next to him, I felt nervous and worried that if she bumped into him, in the second they were closed. Fortunately, he didn't fall. Obviously, the girl's perception was different from mine.
In fact, I had thought thatI should do him a favor but I didn't. I thought he must experience the same difficulty everyday. For me, the importance seems that I wanted to know if he was independent enough to overcome than I rushed to help him. One motocycle came in front of there. Finally he walked down to the street after the long way. The whole body and the legs were looked very heavy to go across the back seat of the motocycle by himself. At that time, I just stood and watched until they were leaving.
Most of time, there are seem a clear line to distinguish those Vietnamese local people as foreigners and ourselves like an outsider. Why this scene occupied my mind and got rid of these differences? In this case, the person didn't want anything from me, and I didn't really give him anything. It's a real drama on the steet. Of course, I may choose to interact with him and it would be my favorite way. However, this time, I just chose to be an outsider and saw a person did his best to achive a goal regardless his physical inconvenience. I felt sympathy for him.
Everyday, there are many dramas unfolded before us. What do we respond? And do we really know why?
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