Thursday, February 8, 2024

Calling for help

 


It's probably best if we stay out of the help giving/getting business until we better grasp on things.  At one point I saw a man struggling in some rocks at the edge of a beach. I wanted to be a hero and help but am glad I didn't because it was a person with a physical disability just trying to enjoy his day. Then we were tempted to help when we saw a seal caught in some fishing nets. I was in the act of sending a message to summons help we realized that the seal was not caught in the nets but was stealing fish out of them. A call for help may have ended with angry fishermen and a dead seal. Similarly, a person calling for help can't really count on us either. We had been here about six months when our teacher used the word "socorro" in class. We looked confused. Sooth? I guessed. Some kind of juice? Carol offered. He said it again with emphasis, arms flailing, kind of yelling "Socorro!" --Cheers! We said together, clinking imaginary cups. Nope, Socorro! is the call for help and it is a good thing nobody has needed us to provide any.

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