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Today I witness what I must call an heroic act..

Today I witness what I must call an heroic act. I was in the bus like every other day, when suddenly, the bus stopped . Like all the others passangers I though it was the bus trying  not to run over a reckless pedestrian. But to my surprise it wasn’t. The bus stopped longer than usually, so because i was already near  home I decided to get off the bus and see by myself what all the buzz was about. Suprisingly the incident wasn’t at all what we thought it was. Once I was in front of the bus I saw , something that really stroke me . There was a little femele dog just having this babys on the curb approach . The bus driver was trying to help her to calm down, she was really in pain and most of all really scared . Meanwhile, a passanger was calling a vet nearby. I helped with everthing I could , but there was nothing I could really do other that wait. As soon the vet arrived they carried the dog to his van. As soon he arrived  he started  taking proper care of all the dogs (she had two puppies already!). As soon as the bus driver enter the bus I heard all the people clapping at him . I think this man is really a hero because he could have easly avoided the poor dog but instead he stood up and helped her .

What a hero means to me

In my opinion, hero a is someone who stands up for his beliefs , someone who puts others  before himself , before his own confort. We are sometimes led to belive that heroes are special people. I think that is  true but , also false because we see heroes all the time: in firemans , in mothers , in doctors .. We all have the opportunity to be heroes it's in our choices to do something about it or not. This poem reaflects that a heroe can be an "ordinary guy " we all can be heroes!!

HEROES

I feel like I'm an ordinary guy
They treat me strange, so tell me why.
I always try to do what's right.
That doesn't mean I don't feel fright.

I do feel fear.  I do get scared.
That time was just because I cared.
I might get hurt or maybe die,
But I can't just sit idly by.

Why do they all say I'm so brave?
That situation simply was real grave.
I'm sure that others would do like me.
But not so folks would jump with glee.

Then shake my hand and slap my back,
And tell me that I have a knack
To be a hero and make them proud
And say a word to the grateful crowd.

For I believe that fear is strong.
But I cannot do what is wrong.
I simply just do what I can.
I'm not a hero, just a man.

So please do not treat me so kind.
It's something that still blows my mind.
Instead, be heroes one and all.
Let's teach our children to stand tall.

by: Don Bendell