A young and successful executive was travelling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his brand new Jaguar.
He was watching for kids darting out from between the parked cars and slowed when he thought he saw something.
As his car passed, no children appeared, instead a brick smashed onto the side door.
He slammed on the breaks and jumped out of the car and ran back to the spot where the brick had been thrown, grabbing some kid, he pushed against a parked car asking;
“What was that all about?”
“And who are you, just what the hack are you doing?”
And building up steam he said; “that’s a brand new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money why did you do that?”
“Please Mr., Please…” the child said “I am sorry I didn’t know what else to do” pleaded the youngster “I through the brick because no one would agree to stop”
Tears were dripping down the boys chin as he pointed to the parked car,
“It’s my brother” he said, “he rolled off the curve and fell out of his will chair and I can’t lift him up”
Sobbing the boy asked the executive “will you please help me to place him back into his wheel chair, he is too heavy for me”
Moved beyond words the driver tried to swallow the growing lump in his throat, he lifted the young man back to his wheel chair and took out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts until he saw that everything was going to be ok
“Thank you” the grateful child said to him, the man then saw the child push his brother down the sidewalk towards his home and he started walking back to his Jaguar.
It was a long walk, a long slow walk, he never did repair the side door, and he kept it the same to remind him not to drive life through so fast that someone has to throw a brick to get your attention.
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