Helping a Girl on My Birthday
This noon, I went to school to pick up my son as usual. I was thinking of taking the kids to a Japanese restaurant for lunch — a simple way to celebrate my birthday. The sidewalk near the school is under renovation during summer break. There’s only a narrow temporary passage, just wide enough for two people to squeeze through. On the way home, I came across a young girl stuck in the narrow passage with her bicycle. Her hands were covered in black oil. I asked what had happened. She said her bicycle chain lock had become tangled with her tire and she’d been trying to fix it for a while. I said gently, “Let’s move the bike somewhere spacious first — leave this...