A few nights ago, I was commuting home on the train and I saw a pair of well-behaved kids (9ish year old boy, 5ish year old girl). The ticket lady asked the girl if she wanted to sit up front and sound the horn. She just stared. The brother flailed his arms, I assumed to get her attention. Then she flailed back. Then it all made sense. The girl was deaf and they were signing back and forth. She wouldn’t be able to hear the train horn 😦
However, the ticket lady began to sign back, much more slowly. The little girl smiled.
It’s easy to forget how fortunate we are when we are healthy. It’s also easy to forget how much a seemingly simple gesture can be. The ticket lady probably doesn’t make much, and she works crazy hours, and yet she knew enough sign language to make this little girl smile.
A few mornings ago, I was commuting home on the train, and a mother, father, grandmother and 5 year old boy boarded the train. I know he was 5 because it was his birthday, and he was taking a special birthday train ride from Belen to Santa Fe. He was so excited. It was an early commuter train, from 5:50 am, and he was shouting “WOW, this train is BIG” and “CHOO CHOO!” Even with the early morning hours, everybody was happy that the birthday boy was happy.
Every little kid needs a train.
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