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Sometimes I write from the heart. Today it’s a spontaneous feeling of deep gratitude toward other fellow human beings, the ones we call unsung heroes, the ones I call SILENT HEROES. It takes a very special mood to give this feeling so much space in me to write about it. A tidal wave, but a good one, which repeatedly in the end also forces me into action.
The result from the experiment is shocking:
6 sided with the racist who discriminated and insulted a Muslim woman.
13 stood up and spoke up for the Muslim woman, even left the bakery.
22 did nothing. They held their head down, decided it wasn’t their problem.
The Paralympics are in full swing, but nobody here in the U.S. talks about it. Since days I look at the headlines on different news websites, and there is hardly any mentioning of it.
If you ever worked with rescue dogs, then you will know that they are doing hard work. Searching for survivors after disasters like 9/11, that’s what they are trained for. Their goal is to find as many as possible, it’s a race against time. Then, when they can’t find any more survivors, that’s when they continue to search for the remains of victims. It’s hard on them and on their handlers and owners, you can see it in their eyes.