The Black Knit Gloves
Sunday, December 05, 2004
Here's a wonderful, thought-provoking story by John R. Sisley, Jr. -- it has also been called, Doers and Dreamers:
The woman who slouched in the front seat of the bus distressed me. Her hair was matted, her face dirty, and though it was a cold night outside, she was wearing only a flimsy cotton dress and a blanket through which she had torn holes for her arms.
What should I do? I wondered. She was so obviously in need, and at Christmas time, too. Wasn't there some shelter I could direct her to, some place where she'd get all the attention she required? No, I finally reasoned, her problems were too much for me.
As I pondered - and rejected - possible solutions to the woman's plight, the bus came to a stop. A young man poorly dressed but neat, rose to leave. It was not until he got off, and the bus had started up again, that I noticed what he had done. He had slipped off his black knit gloves and laid them on her lap.
posted by Carolee at 7:48 AM
|
|
Archives