Watch Out for Flying Bricks
Handles Water Music.
Having spent almost the whole of this new year in pain after my fall on the second day of the year. No I had not been indulging in too much of the festivities. I had a accident in the dark while going to my friend motorhome for evening meal. I tripped over a guy rope on my awning. I broke at least one rib and badly damaged my arm. On top of that I have had a cold I cannot throw off and coughing has brought added pain. Yesterday I eventually visited the doctor who has given me a course of antibiotics to at least stop the coughing.
The upside of all of this, there is always an upside toe everything, is that I have had time to settle down, slow down, and give some serious thought to what I am going to be doing this year. Well that which I will have some control over. How easy it is to just rush around hoping that everything will be well.
Reminds me of the story of the young man with the new car.
A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new shiny sports car. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the car's door! He slammed on the brakes and drove the back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car, shouting, “What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing?
That’s a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money.
Why did you do it?”
The young boy was apologetic. “Please mister … please, I’m sorry… I didn’t know what else to do,” he pleaded.
“I threw the brick because no one else would stop…”
With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car.
“It’s my brother,” he said.
“He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can’t lift him up.”