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Lady in Distress

On my lunch period, I’ve been going for a quick walk around the block once or twice. Today, I noticed a girl, quite attractive, who seem to be lost. I stopped and asked if she was alright. She looked very relieved that someone offered to help. She showed me a hand-drawn map on where she intended to go. I didn’t recognise the address, but I have my iPhone with me and looked up Google maps.

She speaks with an accent, and as I tried to figure out where to direct her – I realised she could be 5 to 6 km to her destination. I showed her where Delhi Road is and how to get to Lady Game Drive in her hand written map. I also told her that she may have to consider getting into a bus but I could not help her with that. I asked if she would be alright and we parted ways.

As I continued with my lunch walk, I thought – I haven’t really help her. In fact I practically told her that she’s lost and better re-think if she wanted to proceed with her quest. Perhaps she’ll just go back to the train station and give up. I thought, if she was not that attractive – I could have offered to drive her but offering such to a very young stranger just don’t sound right.

I have done my second round of the block but I could not shake off the feeling that I should have offered to help. I decided to go for another round and if I meet her again then perhaps I will do more. Sure enough, she was walking quite lost in Delhi Road. When she recognised me she smiled, after trying to instruct her further how to get to Lady Game Drive, I asked if she would trust me to drive her there. She was very surprised but accepted my offer. We walk back to where my car was parked and I tried to make her feel comfortable by talking about my daughters on how they are about her age. It turned out – she is only 18 and from Germany. She is here on a back packing tour. She lost her mobile phone and was found by someone who tracked her via Facebook. She’s on her way trying to retrieve the phone. Having heard that, I also then offered to drive her back to the station. She was very thankful, of course, and I wished her well for the rest of her stay in Oz – also warned her not to be trusting of strangers as she may not be so lucky all the time.

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