Dan to the rescue!
I worked a 12 hour day at universal for T2-3D. A quick summery, 5 shows=4hours. So I did fifteen shows today. My call was at 9am and I finished at 4pm. Amazing. Anyway, this is not the interesting part of my story.
After finishing work, I was walking out of the park and walking up to the fun place kids like to play at. It's a section of City Walk where the floor is part water fountain. basically, there is a 20x30 foot section where water shoots up from the ground in a varying pattern. Kids love to run through the area like a sprinkler. Well, there was a group of about 4 black kids playing and running and then one of the little girls who was about 6-8 slipped. Her foot stepped down and slipped out backwards causing her to trip and fall forwards. It happened really quick, so quick that the foot that lost traction also threw off her shoe; as Dane Cook would say, "in a fit of joy" to the side. She fell forward and twisted a little landing slightly on her shoulder with her left arm underneath her and across her body. She immediately started crying.
I walked and watched, I thought "Man that looks bad, her parent should be there soon." How could you miss it, and if you missed it, how can you not hear her crying. But no parent came. As a matter of fact, as I looked around no one else seemed to care or take notice. If they did they kept walking by her. I walked back, made my assumption of who the parent was. A large black lady who had her back to the child, holding a baby cart. She was yelling at a group of 5-8 kids around her. She turned and looked directly at the water area and the kids playing. I thought she would obviously see the kid and help her so I turned to walk away. But no, she turned back to the group and began speaking to them again. I though, maybe she wasn't watching the child. I turned back to the down girl, who was now being looked at by the kids who where playing. They seemed to sort of stop and stare at her, but none of them ran to get help or tell their adult. As much as I wanted to believe it wasn't that lady, I knew it was. One of the kids looking at the crying girl was standing next to a ledge where water ran down it like a waterfall. He put his arm in it and started to splash the girl on the ground. That's when I could not take any more. I immediately walked up to the kids, looked at them and said in a not so nice voice "Who is watching you!" A small scared girl pointed and my hunch was confirmed. I went to the lady with all the kids and said to her "Are you watch her?" She looked, did not seemed to get concerned and went to the child asking someone, maybe me, I couldn't tell who it was directed at "What happened?" I told her she slipped and she picked the child up to sitting position by grabbing her arm and pulling. I turned to see if anyone else was watching or concerned. Everyone kept walking except for one man, who shook his head at me as if saying "I can't believe what I just saw." I left at this point telling myself I will not hesitate the next time something like this happens. I won't look for who is in charge, but instead to right to the problem. I can not always assume everything will be ok because whoever is in charge will take care of it. I should of went to the girl and found who was in charge after I found out if she was ok.
Later, I was walking to the bookstore from my apartment. In front of me was a little old lady in a mechanical wheelchair. She was traveling with an old gentleman with a cane. The were moving behind some bus benches but stopped. In front of them laying on it's side was a shopping cart left by someone. She was blocked from moving forward and there wasn't a lot of room to turn around. A few people on the bench turned and looked, then turned and ignored. The old man pointed for her to turn and squeeze between the two benches to get on the other side. I saw it was a tight fit and she shook her head and hesitated not wanting to travel through. I walked up to them and asked "Are you trying to get through?" She said yes and then I picked up the cart and moved it to the side. She smiled a huge smile and said "Thank you. Thank you so much" as if I had just saved her from harm. They continued on as she kept smiling and thanking me a few more times. I then continued on my way.
This was basically my day. I felt as if I had just saved two people and felt pretty good about it.
After finishing work, I was walking out of the park and walking up to the fun place kids like to play at. It's a section of City Walk where the floor is part water fountain. basically, there is a 20x30 foot section where water shoots up from the ground in a varying pattern. Kids love to run through the area like a sprinkler. Well, there was a group of about 4 black kids playing and running and then one of the little girls who was about 6-8 slipped. Her foot stepped down and slipped out backwards causing her to trip and fall forwards. It happened really quick, so quick that the foot that lost traction also threw off her shoe; as Dane Cook would say, "in a fit of joy" to the side. She fell forward and twisted a little landing slightly on her shoulder with her left arm underneath her and across her body. She immediately started crying.
I walked and watched, I thought "Man that looks bad, her parent should be there soon." How could you miss it, and if you missed it, how can you not hear her crying. But no parent came. As a matter of fact, as I looked around no one else seemed to care or take notice. If they did they kept walking by her. I walked back, made my assumption of who the parent was. A large black lady who had her back to the child, holding a baby cart. She was yelling at a group of 5-8 kids around her. She turned and looked directly at the water area and the kids playing. I thought she would obviously see the kid and help her so I turned to walk away. But no, she turned back to the group and began speaking to them again. I though, maybe she wasn't watching the child. I turned back to the down girl, who was now being looked at by the kids who where playing. They seemed to sort of stop and stare at her, but none of them ran to get help or tell their adult. As much as I wanted to believe it wasn't that lady, I knew it was. One of the kids looking at the crying girl was standing next to a ledge where water ran down it like a waterfall. He put his arm in it and started to splash the girl on the ground. That's when I could not take any more. I immediately walked up to the kids, looked at them and said in a not so nice voice "Who is watching you!" A small scared girl pointed and my hunch was confirmed. I went to the lady with all the kids and said to her "Are you watch her?" She looked, did not seemed to get concerned and went to the child asking someone, maybe me, I couldn't tell who it was directed at "What happened?" I told her she slipped and she picked the child up to sitting position by grabbing her arm and pulling. I turned to see if anyone else was watching or concerned. Everyone kept walking except for one man, who shook his head at me as if saying "I can't believe what I just saw." I left at this point telling myself I will not hesitate the next time something like this happens. I won't look for who is in charge, but instead to right to the problem. I can not always assume everything will be ok because whoever is in charge will take care of it. I should of went to the girl and found who was in charge after I found out if she was ok.
Later, I was walking to the bookstore from my apartment. In front of me was a little old lady in a mechanical wheelchair. She was traveling with an old gentleman with a cane. The were moving behind some bus benches but stopped. In front of them laying on it's side was a shopping cart left by someone. She was blocked from moving forward and there wasn't a lot of room to turn around. A few people on the bench turned and looked, then turned and ignored. The old man pointed for her to turn and squeeze between the two benches to get on the other side. I saw it was a tight fit and she shook her head and hesitated not wanting to travel through. I walked up to them and asked "Are you trying to get through?" She said yes and then I picked up the cart and moved it to the side. She smiled a huge smile and said "Thank you. Thank you so much" as if I had just saved her from harm. They continued on as she kept smiling and thanking me a few more times. I then continued on my way.
This was basically my day. I felt as if I had just saved two people and felt pretty good about it.