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I Like fixing a bike.
Submitted by Rebecca Grant (Holland, Mi )
Our family met a homeless man who needed his bike to be fixed. We told him we'd bring the tools and help.
Mother’s Day this year was so warm and beautiful that our family decided to go out for frozen yogurt. We got our delicious fruit topped frozen yumminess and went outside to sit in the sun and enjoy our treat. We soon noticed a homeless man. Uncomfortable eating my yogurt in his presence, I left my bowl and went and introduced myself. Quickly my husband and five children came and shook hands with our new friend Mr. Pete. I asked him if I could buy him some yogurt. “Oh no,” he shook his head. “I don’t like it! “ he informed me. Soon our conversation moved to his bike, an old rickety one speed bike. He told us he needed it to be fixed but that the bike shops would charge too much money. My husband spoke up and told him we could put the tools in our car and find him later. He told us where he can usually be found, so a few days later, that’s where we went. Sure enough we found him on the steet corner waving to the cars. My husband got out his tools and fixed up his bike. After we shook hands, and were full of smiles, we decided to leave and our car would not start. Mr. Pete then rode his fixed up bike to a nearby friend to “jump” our car. We were all touched that day. I like giving. I like my giving husband, who can fix a homeless man’s bike. I like the homeless man giving us a favor and getting a friend to “jump” our car. I like the kids who watched it all.