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About ten years ago, a young and very successful executive named Josh was
traveling down a Chicago neighborhood street. He was going a bit too fast
in his sleek, black, 12 cylinder, Jaguar XKE, which was only two months old.
He watched for kids darting out from between parked cars, and slowed down
when he thought he saw something. As his car passed the something no child
darted out, but a brick sailed out and - WHUMP! - it smashed into the Jag's
shiny black door!
SCREECH....!!!!! the brakes slammed! Gears ground into reverse, and the
tires madly spun the Jaguar back to the spot from where the brick had been
thrown. Josh jumped out of the car, grabbed the kid and pushed him up
against a parked car.
He shouted at the kid, "What was that all about and who are you? Just what
the heck are you doing?" Building up a head of steam, he went on, "That's my
new Jaguar, that brick you threw is gonna cost you a lot of money. Why did
you throw it?"
"Please, mister, please...I'm sorry, I didn't know what else to do!" pleaded
the youngster. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop!" Tears
down the boy's chin as he pointed around the parked car. "It's my brother,
mister," he said. "He rolled off the curb, and fell out of his wheelchair,
and I can't lift him up." Sobbing, the boy asked the executive, "Would you
please help me get him back into his
wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."
Moved beyond words, the young executive tried desperately to swallow the
rapidly swelling lump in his throat. Straining he lifted the young man back
into his wheelchair, and took out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and
cuts, and checked to see that everything was going to be OK. He then watched
the younger brother push him down the sidewalk towards home.
It was a long walk back to his sleek, shiny, black, 12 cylinder, Jaguar XKE
- a long slow walk. Josh never did fix the side door of his Jaguar. He kept
the dent to remind him not to go through life so fast that someone has to
throw a brick at him to get his attention...... Some bricks are softer than
Feel for the bricks of life coming at/to you.
Been hit by a brick lately????