Boy Gives up His Seat for Old Lady on Bus, She Makes His Mom a Millionaire in Return — Story of the Day
When everybody on a crowded bus ignored an old lady struggling without a seat, a poor boy gave up his seat for her, not knowing little she would make his mom a millionaire the next day.
“Please help me find my purpose in life,” prayed 73-year-old Barbara, wiping her tears away as she sat at a bus stop on a rainy evening. “I don’t want to go to the grave with that hollowness in my heart.”
As she slowly closed her eyes to take a trip down memory lane, a sudden honk awakened her. Startled, she got up, clutching her walking stick and handbag. She approached the bus to board it, as people aboard impatiently waited for her to get in quickly so the bus could take off soon…
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“Oh dear!” exclaimed Barbara, disappointed and holding the grab rails tightly. She looked around for an empty seat but found none.
As far as Barbara knew, showing respect and giving up a seat was the humane way to treat older people. It had been over two minutes on the heavily crowded bus, yet nobody bothered to give up their seat for her.
As the helpless woman looked toward the farther corner of the bus, pretending she was alright and her knees hadn’t been shaking, she saw a little boy wave at her, smiling.
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“Who me?” she gestured back at the boy. “Are you waving at me?”
Barbara thought the boy had mistaken her for someone else. Moments later, she was intrigued when he battled through the crowd and approached her.
“Grandma, would you like to sit in my seat?” asked the boy, his big brown eyes staring at Barbara, who was startled. “Come, let me help you. Give me your bag,” he said and held her hand, taking her to his seat.
“Oh dear, thank you, sweetheart. God bless you, dear,” sighed Barbara as bystanders split like a wave, leaving way for her to the seat.
Barbara slumped on the seat, trying to adjust and rest her sore legs. “Thank you, sweetheart,” she said again as a young woman near her smiled and said, “It’s okay. He was just doing his job!”
“Hello, I’m Kristen, David’s mother,” greeted the woman.
“Barbara! Nice to meet you, Kristen.” She extended her warm hand, knowing little that she was just moments away from finding her purpose in life.