Posty

 Few days ago I took part in a demonstration in front of the Russian embassy in Warsaw. Several hundred people gathered in front of the building. I saw demonstrators with Polish, Ukrainian and even Russian flags. Many people were holding banners with anti-war inscriptions. For example: "Stop Russian Aggression".  When I came back home in the evening I watched the news on TV. I saw that there were also some protests against the war in Russia. However, many participants, including old ladies, were arrested. I learned that there are twenty years of imprisonment for protesting against the war. I realized that in Poland you can at least participate in demonstrations and express your opinion. It is important that we have the right to do so.
 On Saturday evening, I went to the forest for a walk with my dog. It was getting dark. I could hear loud conversations and people laughing. When I approached them, I saw around many empty bottles of alcohol, cans and plastic packages. Next day morning I decided to clean up this surrounding. This is a big problem for me. Many people spend their time in that forest, but some of them throw their trash there. I regret that people do not think about the environment,  animals, and all other people who live near the forest. I hope it will change soon. I often can see people who collect these garbages in bags and take them out of the forest, but that's not enough.
When I was walking to the nearest store yesterday, I was approached by a homeless man. He started asking me for money to buy some alcohol. He said he wasn't going to lie and that he was addicted to alcohol and had no money. He told me that I would understand him for sure and he saw that I was a good person.  I was surprised that he mentioned his addiction to alkohol and he didn't ask for food. Probably it was his experience that it had been easier to get money for the bottle of alkohol than for food. It's sad that homeless people don't try to stop drinking. I didn't want to contribute to his alcoholism, so I didn't give him any money. However I didn't feel comfortable in that situation. I think that specialised organisations should be more active to help homeless people. However I'm aware how difficult it is to help addicted people.

The accident at the bus stop

 I was on my way from school last Friday. When I was getting off the bus, I saw that a boy at my age, fell near the bus stop. I noticed crutches next to him.  He could not get up. Many people gathered around him, especially the elderly. They discussed about his unhappiness and accident. However, they all just stood there and didn't even help him to get up. I reached the boy and gave him my hand so he could get up. I gave him his crutches and collected his stuff that had fallen apart around him. I put them in his backpack and said goodbye. I can't understand why those people were just talking instead of helping. They had been there before me, and they could help. Probably they were afraid of offending him. It's hard to help in a natural way. I hope the boy safely reached his destination.

Weekend time

On Friday morning a boy from my old elementary school texted me. He started persuading me to meet him and other people in the evening. Honestly, I didn't want to meet them, I said that I would rather not be able to do it, that I had other activities for the evening, that I was tired and that I had an appointment at the hairdresser. Despite that, a few hours later they started calling me and saying that they had heard from that boy that I would meet them. When I strongly refused and said that I had an appointment at the hairdresser in 30 minutes, the boy who wrote to me at the beginning started asking where I was going to the hairdresser because he wanted to pick me up. I finally stopped replying to their messages and did not answer their calls. I wonder why people don't understand simple messages and sometimes they ignore my opinions. I don't feel comfortable when I have to refuse them and to say 'no'. I try to develop my own assertiveness. I'm quite busy at sch

An incident in the KFC

 About a month ago, I was at the cinema with a friend. We were hungry so we went to buy ourselves some food. When we were standing in line, a middle-aged lady approached us. She asked us to buy her something to eat. We saw that she was in line in front of us, buying food. She was holding a huge bucket of meat behind her back and for about six minutes she asked us for it and she didn't want to leave even though we told her we didn't have that much money. When she finally passed away, it dawned on me that I had seen this woman many times before. She often pretended to be blind on buses. She pretended that she could not walk and often threw away crutches or plaster after leaving. The woman often smelled of vodka and tried to steal from other people. She focused on younger people trying to extort money from them. I started to think about all these situations. I was wondering if this was due to this woman's difficult past? I don't really know anything about her. Maybe she ha

An incident in the bus

When I was returning from school by bus,  few days ago, I witnessed an unpleasant situation. I saw a boy  at my age who had a broken leg. He tried to get to the exit door to get off at his bus stop but could not do it because the bus was very crowded. Even though he asked passengers to let him move forward, people ignored him. The boy couldn't get off. When he tried to do it at the next stop, the situation was supposed to repeat, but I loudly asked people to turn their attention to the boy and let him get off. They were embarrassed but reluctantly did it and the boy was able to get off and thanked me. I started thinking about the situation. I was wondering if people had not heard him? Was the boy talking too softly? Probably some passengers had not used public transport for months because of pandemia and they forgot about taking care of vulnerable people. For sure, it's not easy to be a senior or a disabled person in the society and to ask others for help every time.