Saturday, October 10, 2009

First time angel

This is something I wrote a while back. But I thought it was fitting as a "first" hope you enjoy....


So, today I spent the evening with my new Little Sister, Marisha.We had an awesome time strolling around the mall, eating corndogs and mall cookies, shopping for "Big Sister" and "Little Sister" jewelry. After I dropped her off, I headed down the street of her neighborhood, near Cincinnatti and Apache. While I'm driving, I see a woman half lying on the curb. She is african american, around 50, somewhat overweight, on crutches and wearing a purple cast. I look at her she kinda waves at me so I slow down. She then glares at me as if to say,
"What the fuck are you looking at bitch?" I, of course, don't want her to think that I was staring for any bad reason, so I role down the window and say, "Do you need some help?" She looks startles and slurs, "Can you take me home?" I pause for a second and then answer, "Sure I can, where do you live?" She tells me that she lives in some apartments nearby. I say ok, get in. Then she says, well, you're going to have to come help me." So I get out, leavign the car in the middle of the street and walk over to her. Now, I am thinking, ok...... Is this one of those stupid things people do and then end up being robbed, car jacked or whatever? I decide that if it is I'll just have to deal with it because I'm now committed to helping this woman get home. I go over to her and she wreaks of beer. She is drinking one and has a small black trash sack with several more on the ground behind her. She is quite drunk and has a hard time focusing her eyes on me. I start trying to help her up, but it wasn't going to be easy. I'd get her part way up and she would stagger and fall back over. Finally, I let her use one crutch and I pulled her to her feet ( After I convinced her to let me put the beer on the ground next to her). I gave her the other crutch and ran to pick up my car keys where I had dropped them on the ground. She told me to be sure to get her beer too. I turn back to her just in time to see her crashing, forehead first, to the street, never letting go of her crutches. She rolled over onto her back and looked up at me and said....
"Well now."
I laughed and said, let's try again ok?
We rolled her over and left the crutches on the ground. I finally got her up and very , very slowly walked her across the road to get in my car. It wasn't far to go, but it definately felt like it.
After I got her settled I ran back for the crutches and beer.
When I got in next to her she looked at me and said, "You're gonna gimme my beer back ain'tcha?" I assured that that I would.
She then kept staring at me. I said, what's your name and she said, "Tanna."
Me: Hi Tanna, I'm Denise.
Tanna: I don't know you.
Me: No ma'am you don't know me, I'm just helping you get home, now which way?
Tanna: (Motioning me which way to go) Now, I should finish this here beer before we go. (she guzzles the beer and tosses the can out the window, I resist the urge to run pick it up)
Me: Ok, now let's get you buckled up ( always the girl scout)
Tanna: I can't do that, can you help me?
Me: Sure,( I lift her hip to get her buckled in)
Tanna: What's your name again?
Me: Denise
Tanna: OH Miss Denise! You dont' even know me but you just stopped to help me!
Me: Yes ma'am I did.
Tanna: Why did you do that?
Me: Well, that's just what the world is about. We all help each other.
Tanna: What's your name ?
Me: Denise
Tanna: Oh miss denise! You are my guardian angel! (she begins to cry)
Me: (laughing) well, maybe I am miss tana. I'm pleased to meet you and glad I could help you out. It's my pleasure
Tanna: I mean it Miss Denise! I think we met for a reason. You don't even know me! You just saw someone needing help and you helped me! (crying harder)
Me: (following her motions on which way to go to her apartment - a good 6 blocks away) Well, I'm just glad I drove down that rode today Miss Tana
Tanna: You don't know me and you touched me! You are my guardian angel!
Me: (starting to feel like a guardian angel) well maybe we were meant to meet. Do you have any children?
Tanna: (staring at me through tears - and drunken haze) Oh.... they killed my boy! Last August! They did! Just ran him down like a dog in the street!
Me: Oh no! Who did?
Tanna: I don't know Miss Denise. The police said it was gang violence but I don't believe it. What do you think Miss Denise?
Me: I think I mama knows her kid better than any police to Miss Tanna.
Tanna: OH you are my guardian angel! I think we were supposed to meet today.Why? Why?
Me: Well, I think I'm supposed to tell you that you have important things left to do in this life. You need to take better care of yourself. You are important enough to take care of. And then, you can help a stranger some day just like I helped you.
Tanna: Oh miss Denise, Miss Denise! I love you ! I love you!
Me: I love you too Miss Tanna, now let's get you out of the car and to you apartment.
Tanna: Can I have my beer?
Me: yes of course, and your crutches.
We hugged and she kissed my cheeks while the tears were pouring down hers. She then checked the money in her bra to make sure I hadn't taken it from her and, using her crutches, very slowly made her way to her aparment, clutching her bag of beer against one crutch.The dozens of people around us glanced at us occasionally, as I'm sure we were an odd pair. Before I drove away she said, " I live in apartment 2131." I said, well maybe I'll come see you sometime.
And maybe I will. I guess that's what a guardian angel would do.

-Denise, First Time Angel