She was there at the bus stop, waiting like the others. Her bus was yellow too, but was smaller with a wheelchair lift in a grid of patterned, painted metal. Cars were parked behind her mother’s older van. One…two…three…waiting impatiently.
It was late spring in the coolness of warm weather-to-be. Flowers and trees bloomed everywhere. Pink and purple or double blooms of white, smelling fragrantly. At the corner, children pressed buttons to roll down windows. Heads of boys hung out side to see what the commotion was all about. Girls who couldn’t care less, texted in back seats while chewing gum and clicking tongues.
Air, still damp wafted through hallows of vacuumed cars. Birds in high, high branches tweeted songs from above, while warming engines shut down from below. Healthy kids who took dancing lessons in afternoons or batted balls early in nights, didn’t know or understand what they waited for.
There was a hidden motor buzzing like baby bees helping to ‘lift’ a lower platform to the ground. Suddenly, children’s eyes looked carefully. They saw a young woman with a pony tail of glazed copper standing under a sky of blue together with a round of gold. From the side, she guided forms of metal gently to the ground.
The aged van that was parked behind the mini yellow, held a dainty girl together with her waiting mother. The van was grey in color with a magic sliding door that suddenly opened revealing a ‘lift’ much like the mini-bus of yellow. Sitting on top was a miniature wheelchair holding a delicate child with skin of white and hair of red. The ‘lift’ lowered her to the ground where her mother waited, protectively. She brushed air curls of hair away, something simple that her daughter could not do with arms not able to work like yours or mine.
Other children who had walked, stopped to stare. Not to tease or gloat or bully. Without saying a word, the little girl sitting in the wheelchair spoke volumes. In a matter of minutes, a major lesson had been taught. Other children realized how lucky they were to run and jump and dance and play. No more taking God’s gifts for granted! Live life to the fullest each and every day.
Be thankful in every way.