This morning, my son
"A" later went to school, so I went with the girls at 8 least 5 to get to school on time and attend the talk they were going to Volunteer Firefighters, who celebrated their day on 2 June. That was my main goal. After that, there was trouble and would have the morning at my disposal. But the minute you leave, when I pass the roundabout at the Terminal de Bariloche to the center and before the end to make the climb, where after a change of slope to the tracks, I stopped the car because I had run out of petrol . Emergency beacon, and the first I thought I was in school ... In the Fire. In my daughter
"C" excited. My daughter
"B" was no expectations. Seconds of distress. The slope was against. I got out and tried to push but could not. The traffic was terrible. Cars and buses at regular speed on avenue, although the terminal claim reduction. The girls were afraid. They were worried and wondered. I told them everything would be fine, mom is going to solve. I went down again and asked a pedestrian half asleep to help me. Without much of it pushed a bit, I thought I had reached the top of the slope and thanked him, returned to the sidewalk and followed. But no ... Not reached. The cars were going fast, the drivers would understand the situation, because who would not have happened! Only one honked. Minutes of distress. And I try to push forward a car that gets beacons also parked on the street, a woman gets off the apron as a teacher and to my amazement, he runs to me and help me push. The car takes jerk, thank you and I go. The girls, surprised too, wondered why he helped us. I could only say that it is good. And start to mourn. The woman came back with beacons, accompanying me on the street furious. I cross the tracks, and was detained again. We went down again two, and pushed me until I can park in the collector. Thank you gave. And it was.
descending, the second pass a taxi that unemployment went up, and go to school. With great sorrow I look at the time, 8:13. Since we do not. We got off at school, pay the driver 12 pesos, charging me only 11 because I did not change and I only had a silver weight, thanked him and told him that when I see him, gave him missing weight. The taxi was 016.
We went to school and stayed in the hall waiting for them to finish raising the flag and talk of the Fire. More than 15 minutes. My daughter
"C" silent. I thought. When the boys go to their classrooms, dismissal
"B" rising and I'm going to
"C" the hall, and there they were, majestic in their suits and rescue equipment. Surrounded by kids that played admired. They were heroes indeed! We approached two of them and tell them that we were late because we had an accident, I heard Danielle, a girl firefighter approached
"C" and as a consolation, I got the yellow helmet.
already happened. All is well. Mom fixed it.
A friend took me to where you left the car, bought gasoline in the can, and now ... I thought of so many "if only ..." but is not none. Things succeeded well, because.
took more than two hours and I'm still crying. But nothing can take away this feeling of satisfaction from being a single mother, who can stand up against the slope. And there is still people in the world that is played by another without asking anything in return. Thanks
teacher, taxi 016 to pass through quickly, thanks Firefighter Daniel, thanks Leti. Thanks
"A" for waiting with coffee.
