Rescued
A little girl whose parents had
died lived with her grandmother and slept in an upstairs bedroom.
One night there was a fire in
the house and the grandmother perished while trying to rescue the
child. The fire spread quickly, and the first floor of the house was soon
engulfed in flames.
Neighbours called the fire department,
then stood helplessly by, unable to enter the house because flames blocked
all the entrances. The little girl appeared at an upstairs window, crying
for help, just as word spread among the crowd that firefighters
would be delayed a few minutes because they were all at another
fire.
Suddenly, a man appeared with
a ladder, put it up against the side of the house and disappeared inside.
When he reappeared, he had the little girl in his arms. He delivered the
child to the waiting arms below, then disappeared into the night.
An investigation revealed that
the child had no living relatives, and weeks later a meeting was held in
the town hall to determine who would take the child into their home and
bring her up.
A teacher said she would like
to raise the child. She pointed out that she could ensure her a good
education. A farmer offered her an upbringing on his farm. He pointed out
that living on a farm was healthy and satisfying. Others spoke, giving
their reasons why it was to the child's advantage to live with them.
Finally, the town's richest resident
arose and said, "I can give this child all the advantages that you
have mentioned here, plus money and everything that money can buy."
Throughout all this, the child
remained silent, her eyes on the floor.
"Does anyone else want to speak?"
asked the meeting chairman. A man came forward from the back of the hall.
His gait was slow and he seemed in pain. When he got to the front of the
room, he stood directly before the little girl and held out his arms. The
crowd gasped. His hands and arms were terribly scarred.
The child cried out, "This is
the man who rescued me!" With a leap she threw her arms around the
man's neck, holding on for dear life, just as she had that fateful night.
She buried her face on his shoulder and sobbed for a few moments. Then
she looked up and smiled at him.
"This meeting is adjourned," said
the chairman.
From Leadership . . . with a human touch
from Condensed Chicken Soup for the Soul
Copyright 1996 by Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen & Patty
Hansen