A good thing part 2

After walking three laps around the park, I came back home. As soon as I arrived at the crossroads, I realized the traffic lights stopped working. It was a night mare when you had to across cross the streets without traffic lights in my country. My English teacher once described the traffic here liked thousands of fishes swimming in the ocean.

I was standing at the pavement and felt like I was already a dead fish without the green light then suddenly I saw her standing on the opposite side of the street. She just looked up at the traffic light. From the distance, I could see her telling to herself: “What do I suppose to do?” A thought struck me immediately. I wanted to do a good thing. So I passed went across the street and reached to her.

She was a beautiful woman in her middle-aged and she had a nice American accent. She kept telling me “It’s very nice of you” when we were crossing the street. I felt really happy when I could do a little help.