I was just reading another thread and LifeInShadesofGrey just posted in there about how she and her father saved the lives of two young children some years ago, and it got me a little bit teary. I wanted to say Well Done! But I didn't want to derail that thread!
And then I got wondering... so many of us would do the same in the same situation, and big or small, no matter how sh!tty this world seems to get I'm sure we will still keep on helping each other out.
So, what are your heroic stories? Have you ever been a hero or heroine? Or have you been helped by someone in an amazing way? It doesn't even have to be huge! How has someone touched your life, (or vice versa, how have you touched someone else's life) in a positive way?
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05-10-2012 18:30 #1
Acts of a Hero
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05-10-2012 18:37 #2
I should add, this is also because of Cleigh's thread about returning a lost and wandering toddler. Thankfully she and her DP found the child instead of some shady character!
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05-10-2012 18:48 #3
Thank you so much Nomsie! I will tell you to this day I still get goosebumps over what happened.
I will post the story here, as it's probably more the appropriate thread to put it in (would you like me to remove it from the other?)
Reminds me of a situation that I experienced when I was 16. Dad and I were in the car on a 100km road. The road was narrow, with no room and busy at time. One lane each way and dirt either side.
We saw something on the other lane, and we started to debate what on earth it was. As we got closer we saw a baby on the boiling hot road with his 2-3 year old sister leaning over him trying to lift him up. Their home was about 50meters or more from the road (rural place) and the gate was open. The baby could hardly move.
We looked ahead and saw a ute flying towards us in the distance. Dad slammed on his brakes very hard and ripped the steering wheel sideways almost rolling our car. I jumped out and dad drove back up towards to children and stopped about 20 meters from them, running the rest of the way.
As the ute approached I was nervous that it would reach the children before dad did. It was clearly doing more than 100kph. No amount of arm flailing and screaming was working and the ute was not slowing. So I walked out infront of the ute and held my hands out. I figured that if he hit me, he him me. I didn't care as long as he didn't hit the children.
By this stage a van that was travelling the way I was had seen what was going on and held the traffic up in the lane we were travelling in. Luckily everyone was smart and no one tried any silly overtaking moves. Luckily for me the ute slammed on his brakes and stopped about 3 meters from me.
At the same time, dad reached the children and grabbed them both off the road lightning fast. The baby just lay in his arms and the little girl clung to him with all her life. A few minutes later the mother came out of the home, pannicked, crying and just grabbed a hold of dad and didn't let him go for quite a while. I was sure he was going to turn blue with how hard she held him. She was so greatful and that day I really saw the true hero in my dad.
That day has stuck with me for my life, and although I tell it as if it happened over the course of a while, it was only a matter of minutes from spotting the children to saving them. But what if we hadn't been there? With the speed that ute was travelling, those two children wouldn't exist today.
It's made me very mindful as a parent to this day.
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05-10-2012 18:49 #4
Back when I was with exH he was having heart palpitations one night. His father died of a heart attack when he was in his 30s so we were a bit pannicky and called for a taxi to go to hospital (it was back in the days when ambo fees weren't covered and we didn't have insurance). The taxi took us to the nearby hospital and exH was attended. It turned out to be a panic attack. When he felt better we decided to walk home as it was only a few minutes away and we thought the walk would do us good.
The next morning I could not find my purse anywhere and we realised the last place I had it was in the taxi. I had about $80 in there which was all the money we had for a week including our grocery money. We had no credit cards or other ways of paying for goods. There wasn't even any current ID in my purse as I hadn't changed my drivers licence address from my parents address. I got a phone call from my Mum later that night saying a man had phoned them as he had found my purse and looked up the phone book to get a phone number. I immediately phoned him and he told me that he had found my purse all safe and sound in the taxi. I was thrilled! The problem was that we didn't have a car and he lived quite a few kms away. He was so kind he actually drove over to our place and dropped my purse off with every dollar and cent still inside. What a hero!
05-10-2012 18:56 #5
Bec, that was so nice of that man! I've lost my purse before- left it on the hood of DP's ute when we were loading shopping in the back one day. I searched everywhere for it, but it was long gone. I was gutted and lost so much stuff that I can never replace. Things like my uni ID card which I wanted to keep etc etc.
05-10-2012 19:19 #6
Great stories! How scary LISOG, so glad you were there
Mine aren't anything too dramatic I had a strange phone call from a friend of mine once, she wasn't making much sense basically all I got out of her was that she wasn't feeling well remembering she was diabetic I hot footed it to her house to find her unconscious on the floor I did drabc and rubbed some jam on her gums while calling the ambos who took her to hospital, thankfully she was ok after a few days!
One night I was returning from a very rare evening out with friends when hubby got up off the couch to let me in (I could see him through the glass paneling beside the front door) he passed out just as he unlocked the door, collapsing behind it I managed to squeeze in the doorway and checked him over while calling the ambos, he was fine as well hospy discharged him the next day as they were unable to find anything wrong.
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05-10-2012 19:26 #7
I didnt 'save' anyone, but when DD was tube fed, she also had an apnea mat in her cot.
The alarm went off late one night, so i got up to check on her, and found the feeding tube was wrapped around her little neck Made me sick to my stomach. Thankfully she was fine, but i wont forget that.
05-10-2012 19:27 #8
I found a toddler in the Woolies car park when I was a teenager. Pouring rain, no shoes, no trousers, no parent around anywhere. He was just wandering around the car park on his own.
He wasn't very good at communicating so he couldn't tell me where Mum or Dad was. I didn't want to walk him away from the area in case his parents were looking for him, so I just called the police and hung around in the car park with him playing 'shopping trolley rides' until they arrived. It was a good job I did call, because the boy was known to police and they had to take him home to his parents. Apparently his parents made a habit of leaving him behind if he misbehaved while they were out
He was sweet.
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05-10-2012 19:50 #9
Oh Shoopuf- how terrible! How can parents just leave a child behind? It defies all common sense!
Luckily you found him that time... but how often will the parents be lucky that a good person will find their child? Oh I could almost cry for that poor boy.
05-10-2012 19:58 #10
I was at the hairdresser once and a bloke obviously drug affected came in and asked for a hair cut but he was told they didnt have any time (which was true, they werent just being mean).
I was just about to leave after having my hair done when I saw a shadow pass through on the wall and realised someone had opened the back door into the salon. I jumped up and ran through the salon and out the back and saw the same bloke going back outside again carrying a handbag. I chased him out and screamed at him to stop and for some strange reason he did. I screamed at him to bring the bag back, and again for some strange reason he did, but then I got scared and started yelling at him "drop it on the ground. drop in on the ground" and he dropped the bag and took off.
The handbag belonged to the owner and had over $3000 in it, which was her takings for the week. She had taken the money out of the safe and was taking it home to bank the next day.
Whilst she was eternally grateful for my heroics, I still paid for my new hair do .
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