Essay by robeana6High School, 11th gradeB+, February 2004

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> > A few years ago a group of salesmen went to a regional sales convention

>in Chicago. They had assured their wives that they would be home in plenty

>of time for Friday night's dinner.

> > In their rush, with tickets and brief-cases, one of these salesmen

>inadvertently kicked over a table which held a display of baskets of

>apples. Apples flew everywhere. Without stopping or looking back, they all

>managed to reach the plane in time for their nearly missed boarding.

> > All but one. He paused, took a deep breath, got in touch with his

>feelings, and experienced a twinge of compassion for the girl whose apple

>stand had been overturned.

> > He told his buddies to go on without him, waved goodbye, told one of

>them to call his wife when they arrived at their home destination and

>explain his taking a later flight.

Then he returned to the terminal where

>the apples were all over the terminal floor.

> > He was glad he did.

> > The 16 year old girl was totally blind! She was softly crying, tears

>running down her cheeks in frustration, and at the same time helplessly

>groping for her spilled produce as the crowd swirled about her, no one

>stopping, and no one to care for her plight.

> > The salesman knelt on the floor with her, gathered up the apples, put

>them into the baskets, and helped set the display up once more. As he did

>this, he noticed that many of them had become battered and bruised; these

>he set aside in another basket.

> > When he had finished, he pulled out his wallet and said to the girl,

>"Here, please take this $20 for the damage we did. Are you okay?"...