My Hero

Joe stepped up when a young student needed his help.

It was a cold, dreary Wednesday afternoon. Students were dismissed for the day. Some ride the bus, some get picked up by their parents and some walk home.

On this particular day a little girl who had started her journey home had become disoriented and confused. She found herself terrified and not knowing what to do, except cry for help.

A young Perkins student heard the damsel in distress. He calmly walked to her aid and asked her, “Why are you crying?” She replied, “I am lost.”

Without much thought, Joe immediately guided the young girl back to Perkins and safety. He knew that teachers would know what to do.

So, what is a hero? I believe that they are ordinary people, living ordinary lives – when suddenly they find themselves in circumstances which need them to act heroically.

Joe is my hero.