ကပ်ပါပေ့ ပီကေရယ်

အသက္ကငယ္ငယ္နဲ႔ စီးပြားရွာေကာင္းတဲ့ ေမာင္ေဇာ္တစ္ေယာက္ ညပိုင္းေတြ အားၿပီဆိုရင္ ရန္ကုန္ၿမိဳ႕ရဲ႕ လမ္းမေတြေပၚ စိတ္ေျပလက္ေပ်ာက္ အလည္ထြက္တတ္တယ္။ သူဝယ္ထားတဲ့ အသစ္စက္စက္ ကားနဲ႔ ရန္ကုန္လမ္းေတြေပၚ အတင္းကို ဒရဇက္ ေမာင္းေလ့ရွိတယ္။ ဝယ္ထားတာ ႏွစ္လပဲ ရွိေသးေတာ့ ထံုးစံအတိုင္း တသသေပါ႔။ တစ္ေနရာအေရာက္ လမ္းေဘးမွာ ကစားေနၾကတဲ့ ကေလးေတြအေပၚ အာ႐ံုအျပည့္ ေရာက္ေနတဲ့အခ်ိန္ ႐ုတ္တရက္ မ်က္စိထဲမွာ အရိပ္တစ္ခု ျဖတ္သြားတာ ျမင္လိုက္လို႔ ကားကို အရွိန္ေလွ်ာ့ပစ္လိုက္တယ္။ သူ႔ကားကို ျဖည္းျဖည္းေလး သတိနဲ႔ ေမာင္းေနတယ္။ ဒါေပမယ့္ ကေလးရဲ႕ အရိပ္အေျခ မေတြ႕ဘူး။ အဲဒီအခိုက္အတန္႔မွာပဲ အုတ္နီခဲတစ္ခဲ ပ်ံက်လာတယ္။ ဒုန္းးးးးးးးးးး

ဘရိတ္ကို အတင္း ဖမ္းအုပ္ပစ္လိုက္တယ္။ ထိသြားတာက သူ႔ကားရဲ႕ ညာဘက္ တံခါး။ ကားကုိ ေနာက္ျပန္ေမာင္းၿပီး ခုန အုတ္ခဲ မွန္တဲ့ ေနရာကို ဆုတ္သြားလိုက္တယ္။ ေမာင္ေဇာ္ ကားထဲကေန ခုန္ထြက္ၿပီး အုတ္နီခဲနဲ႔ ထုတဲ့ ေကာင္ေလးရဲ႕ ပုခုံးကို က်စ္က်စ္ပါေအာင္ ဆုတ္ၿပီး ပေလာင္းေဖာင္းဘက္ကို တြန္းပစ္လုိက္တယ္။ သူ တအား ေဒါသထြက္ေနေလေတာ့ ေကာင္ေလးကို ေအာ္ဟစ္ၿပီး
မင္း ဒါ ဘာလုပ္တာလဲ။ မင္း ဘယ္သူလဲ။ မင္း ဘာေတြ လုပ္ေနတယ္ ဆိုတာေကာ မင္းကိုမင္း သိရဲ႕လား။ ငါ႔ကားအသစ္ကြ။ မင္းပစ္လိုက္တဲ့ ခဲလံုးတစ္လံုးက ေလွ်ာ္ေၾကး ဘယ္ေလာက္ႀကီးႀကီးမားမား ျဖစ္သြားႏိုင္တယ္ ဆိုတာေကာ မင္း စဥ္းစားမိရဲ႕လား။ ေနစမ္းပါဦး။ မင္းက ငါ႔ကုိ ဘာလို႔ ခဲနဲ႔ ထုတာလဲ။ ေျပာစမ္း။

Translated from "Stopped By A Brick - Unknown Author"

About ten years ago, a young and very successful executive named Josh was traveling down a Chicago neighborhood street. He was going a bit too fast in his sleek, black, 12-cylinder Jaguar XKE, which was only two months old. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no child darted out, but a brick sailed out and -- WHUMP! -- it smashed into the Jag's shiny black side door! SCREECH...!!!! Brakes slammed! Gears ground into reverse, and tires madly spun the Jaguar back to the spot from where the brick had been thrown.

Josh jumped out of the car, grabbed the kid and pushed him up against a parked car. He shouted at the kid, "What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing?!" Building up a head of steam, he went on. "That's my new Jag, that brick you threw is gonna cost you a lot of money. Why did you throw it?"

"Please, mister, please...I'm sorry! I didn't know what else to do!" pleaded the youngster. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop!"

Tears were dripping down the boy's chin as he pointed around the parked car. "It's my brother, Mister," he said. "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up." Sobbing, the boy asked the executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."

Moved beyond words, the young executive tried desperately to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat.

Straining, he lifted the young man back into the wheelchair and took out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts, checking to see that everything was going to be OK. He then watched the younger brother push him down the sidewalk toward their home. It was a long walk back to the sleek, black, shining, 12-cylinder Jaguar XKE - a long and slow walk.

Josh never did fix the side door of his Jaguar. He kept the dent to remind him not to go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at him to get his attention.

---- What a great story!

At times in our lives, we tend to become so wrapped up in other things. We become focused on ourselves or our job we do not realize there are others around us that need our help.

We can react in a negative way to a situation without fully realizing or taking the time to look at the other persons situation. Or to take the time to find out the reason the other person has taken the action that they did.

Don't let the bricks in life hit you,
be sensitive to those around you.
Catherine Pulsifer