What Makes a Hero: Experiences
For me, being a hero doesn’t mean you need to save thousand of lives. Being a hero is about having people smile at you because what you’ve helped them with. It’s about how good your heart felt when you see their graceful faces. I have some experiences I still remember, I would like to share two of them:
THE FIRST ONE happened a few years ago, I went to a shopping center and their escalator was being repaired, so we need to take the stairs. While at it, I saw two women walking down and heavily carry a trolley. In front of me was 2 male staffs of the shopping center. They walked fast beside them and said – “ko maksa banget sih mbak?” — The meaning is, the staffs were saying (kinda blaming) that they shouldn’t carry it through the stairs. They then just walk by and ignore those women, really annoyed me. I know this is a chance and I believe I’m stronger then those women. So I rushed myself and gave them a hand. Well…, both hands actually 😛 They were kinda surprised and thanked me after we reached the lower level. I didn’t even remember their face, but I still remember how good it felt in my heart.
THE 2ND HAPPENED just a few months ago, still in a shopping center (different place). I was on an escalator with my girlfriend and just reached the lower level. Suddenly, I heard a woman scream a bit pent-up behind us. We look back and saw a trolley slided down (the escalator was actually an inclined moving walkway). That’s what I call a chance, and I need to make a decision (in split seconds) whether to grab it or not. I push my girl gently a bit further, and wait for the sliding trolley. I wasn’t sure if I would be okay, but I believed I had at least the power to hold the trolley from jumping out the escalator. I did stop the trolley, and thanx God I didn’t hurt myself. The woman walk a bit rush to the trolley and thanked me. Again, I didn’t really remember how she looked like, but I still can’t forget how good my heart felt that time 🙂