Simple Diary 5

Today is the first day freshmen receive their military training. I am three years older than they are. Well, it is said that it just needs 3 years to form a gemeration gap. Haha, so, I can not understand them and they are becoming strange to me. The queues, the catchwords, the songs and the sweat in the military training are all strange to me now. But the flags and uniforms of Red Cross and Acupunture Association deeply move me. Members of them vary year after year, but the core never change. The flag of the Red Cross is just as lovely as the young in the special schools and the kindergarten and the old in the resthome. I miss them.

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And today, on my way to the post office, I came across with a beggar again.

I still remember, last time I went shopping with a friend and we came across with a beggar. It made me strong feel unfair. Because my friend just baught a T-shirt at the price of merely ￥200. One that costs ￥30 to 50 is fairly good in style and quality. Besides, we are just students. We don't need luxurious life. Why to buy such an expensive one? An impulse to give the beggar a little money arouse inside my heart. But I was afraid of being laughed at and cheated. How could I forget that two accidents?

When I was still a senior high school student, I always received the scholarships or subsidies from my school. So, I didn't need to worry about money. One day, I came accross with two young children on the street, they were begging for the burial fees of their mother and their own tuition. But on my way back home, I came accross with them again! What shocked me was that they were enjoying the delicious ice cream!

And one day at about one year ago, I came out from the subway station, I came across with an old woman. She asked for some money. And I looked at her dress, and just forgot that accident I mentioned above, and fished out several coins from my bag. Wow, she asked me for some more! And how come I handed the rest of my coins to her! My friend was waiting for me nearby and he just couldn't help laughing at me! What I could do was just feeling depressed and keeping silent with tears in my eyes.

And today, when I stepped out from the cake store, I came across with the beggar. He stared at me with a pitiful look. I put a bread and the rest of the small changes to his bowl. He was crippled and unable to say anything. The two incident? I forgot when I met this man.

Everytime I came across with the beggars, I just couldn't help feeling unnatural. I think, all of us creatures are like beggars, begging for different things, material or mental. And I can feel the feeling that we could not get what we need. Some of the beggars are indeed in need of others' help. Next time when I meet them, I will give them some money within my ability. It doesn't matter if I would be laughed at or be cheated. To be ready to help is the spirit of RC.