| Show R I 1 t f h p SS SSt I t By IRIS S. S ti At this season of the year w when hen Goad GoodWll Will Toward Men is stressed I evaluate re-evaluate howl how Heel feel about people and ever every year I dIscover I LIKE them To be sure Im I'm more fond of p people f as individuals than I am of a conglomerate but by and large fi Im I'm quite partial to my fellow man I y Z FURTHERMORE rn IN SPITE of the cre crepe pe han hangers g er s wh who o contend cony conr con con- r tend that people are becoming hardened to the point where E they ignore disaster victims victims I haven't found this to be true t I hardly ever have a disaster that folks dont don't help me I am grateful for this but I do have a complaint It concerns the remarks those people make even as they lope to the rescue t r Like the day I carne came home from the hospital immobile to find a number of prepared meals in the kitchen and a neighbor who asked Were sick I cy you r One day last week I was waiting on a street corner for m my husband to come with the car Id I'd spent a afternoon Christmas shopping and I was loaded down with gay packages I also had a cross child who hung on my elbow the only free spot and grumbled When I jerked around to scold here I gave my ankle a nasty turn Packages went I x fling off in six different directions and the kid and I went l down In the seventh i i. i t ti PEOPLE BLESS EM FLOCKED to my aid Folks who I t f. f weren't even AROUND when I fell over carne came running to r I gather up my packages pick me of off the ground and dust off I my girl child who was bawling lustily One kind quick quick- I t f thinking gentleman stuck a lollipop in her mouth effectively ff r shutting o off ff the suu d while a tiny grandmother typo type asked t the the inevitable question Did you tall fall a down wn o Once e when I 9 d for o I Ifor beIng the most ladY graceful lad r rt t around was working in n the kl kitchen chen at church I spilled hot soup on my foot I couldn't yell since I was where I was nor h since Im I'm the I Instead I around the cry age am leaped on i good foot and thought dirty clean y words like sewer garbage r r can adult movie and pigpen Even as the ladles ladies hurried to J administer first aid and comfort one of them called Did i you Ou burn yourself s ii i AROUND OUR HOUSE WE ALL make remarks that arent aren't N much help however well intentioned By mutual consent we r dont don't get too mad when someone asks Cant you reach it r when we are straining futilely on tiptoe or Vell C where did y f you put it when someone has lost something I try equally hard to contain myself in public rr Like the afternoon I entered a theater lobby with my off off- I sprin spring g. g One o of them naturally dropped her quarter It r rolled clean across the red flowered carpet and vanished It I t r was the last of my change also naturally so we all got down downy y on our hands and knees to look for It Feeling disgruntled and r r undIgnified I was nosing along when a pair of feet got in my r road I tilted my head back to see the theater manager looming above me lie He said just what I knew he was going to tor r say Did you lose something before he dropped down tor to I r help look E k 9 VE MADE A FEW STATEMENTS myself Id I'd prefer to forget One day I reached a store elevator in a dead heat with I a delicate old gentleman We pushed into the door In a vain I E effort to occupy the same space at the same time and I felt feltE t my heel come down on something that gave a sound of I crunching The gentleman moaned with Intense sufferIng II as I inquired brightly Did I step on your toe Unfortunately II I couldn't resist adding But stiletto heels make such ak a II k SMALL hole I II r rr I left the elevator the next floor It was the least r rI I I 6 I Could do II |
