Sometimes we see things we wish we hadn’t and, though years have passed, they hang on to remind us of the pain we can inflict upon one another.
Well over 30 years ago, as I was driving west on Donald Street towards Confusion Corner I stopped for a red light at Osborne Street.
As I waited for the light to change I saw a cute little five-year-old blonde girl with an older woman, who was probably her grandmother, walking along the sidewalk.
I only had a few seconds to observe the following:
The little girl reached up for her grandma’s hand only to have her little hand angrily slapped away. It was a heartbreaking sight but the light changed and I drove away pondering the ways of mankind. I would have liked to have stopped but I had work to do and realized that it might be wise to just let it go.
This is only conjecture but I believe the older woman was the child’s grandmother. The child’s mother probably had to deal with some sort of emergency and grandma had once again been coerced into looking after her granddaughter.
Grandma was probably tired, had sore feet and the child had been acting up. The girl knew she had been troublesome and wanted to make it up by taking grandma’s hand only to be rudely rejected.
I’m not criticizing grandma, as she may have had all sorts of problems to deal with. But I wish I hadn’t seen how cruel we can sometimes be to one another.
Then again perhaps that’s a message for all of us — to practice restraint.
I sometimes wonder what became of that little girl. She would be an adult woman now, possibly with children of her own.
I hope life has treated both her and grandma well.
Ron Buffie is a community correspondent for Transcona. Email him at firstname.lastname@example.org