TTC Tales: Caring Commuters

Torontonians are a lot friendlier than people think.

On my way to work this morning, as I lie slumbering on the southbound train, I hear a thud. Surprised, I look for its source. Before I could, someone cries out, “give her a seat.” Like a chorus line, I got to my feet as did the two people to my left. I still didn’t know where the thud came from and the haziness from my dozing off didn’t help matters.

I turned around as a strange man holding a magazine asks, “Are you okay.” He was talking to an asian girl, maybe 20 years old, who was now the centre of attention in an overly packed train.

“I’m just kind of dizzy,” she answers.

A shabbily-dressed elderly lady hobbles over to the sitting girl and gently asks, “Do you want a drink?” and offers her waterbottle. The girl, still lookiing quite shaken, took it swiftly and sips.

An auburn-haired woman who looked like a college student asks if the girl would like something to eat. She promptly produces a peach from her purse and presents it to the pale passenger. She graciously declines and takes another swig from the waterbottle.

Everyone’s looking at her and I’m looking at everyone thinking, Toronto’s a lot friendlier than people think.

1 Comment so far

  1. Stephen (unregistered) on August 30th, 2006 @ 11:46 am

    I have a friend who (seriously) passes out on the subway platform about 1 time every 3 months or so. (Hypoglycemic?) She’s had varied experiences depending on how long she was out for or if she just stumbled..but when she did go down yes people did rush to her.

    I am also reminded of the story about the lady? who fainted and fell onto the tracks. 2 younger guys jumped down and rescued her. Nice stuff Toronto.

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