There are still people out there who care about your kids and want what is best for them. People who are genuinely kind to other people (and younger people) because that’s simply who they are.
I was put in a bit of an odd position today that really made me think. While I was talking to another mom in front of the school we spotted a young man whom was sitting on the sidewalk with his head down, we couldn’t quite see what was going on as he had his back towards us. We continued to talk and saw that a woman had stopped and given him a tissue and continued on her way. My friend said that maybe he had a nose bleed, I said if that was the case I could give him more tissue as I have my own son who has nosebleeds frequently and I always have a large stock in my car for such a thing. He ended up getting up and walked towards us, it looked like he had tears in his eyes, he apologized and asked if we had $2.50 for public transit as he had missed his bus to get to the high school. I looked in my wallet which had .75 cents and suddenly blurted out ”where do you go to school? I can drive you!”
He was taken back and said if I would be willing to do so that he would really appreciate it and that it would really make his bad morning a lot better. I smiled at my friend and told her I would catch her later and to have a good day as this teenager got into my car.
I had a moment of wondering what the heck I had just done, so many parents drill into their kids to NEVER get into a car with a stranger and here I was offering this kid a ride to his school when there was literally JUST a local news article about a possible child leering.
As I got in my car I smiled and told him my name offering him my hand, he told me his and thanked me again as I started the car. He said he hadn’t been feeling too great this morning and that the bus was early (which happens as I’ve seen it get there and pull up and leave abruptly) he said he was so upset and had a moment where he didn’t know what to do and thanked me again. I smiled and told him it was no problem, I told him that I worked at the school, I gave him his information hoping it would ease his mind if he had the thought of “oh shit what did I just do?” The drive took no more than 10 minutes, if he had taken public transit he would have needed to take two city bus’s and would have easily been 40 minutes late. I pulled up to the high school three minutes after the final bell had rang. He thanked me again, I told him to have a great day at school and enjoy the weekend and he waved at me as he went inside.
Now as a mother I think of my own kid in this situation and I cringe slightly, I think of myself when I was 15 in this situation and I cringe a bit too (I’m sure most 15 year old kids would have simply skipped school for the day.) This young man was panicked by the fact he had missed his bus, he has a reason to be at school today and I’m glad I got him there. I wish I could tell his mom that he was in good hands, that I apologize if this is seen as stepping out of bounds.I would want her to know that if this ever happened to him again to let him know that he could have gone into the school and gotten help.
I just want to alleviate some of the fear out there, the world is a dark place, shitty things happen to kids, especially when they’re in situations like this and they don’t know what they’re to do. In moments of panic we all do silly things, but there are good people out there who want to help, who will take a few minutes out of their day to make sure your kid is okay. The saying used to be that it takes a village to raise a child, but when there’s so much fear towards your fellow villagers you tend to forget about the good ones.