I was with Kallet and Amanda, It was ten of nine on a Monday morning, and incredibly, the first hour of our commute had been incident free. Lumbering down the stairs at Secaucus Junction, we hurried to catch our connecting train to Penn Station. Just as the doors were closing, the three of us crammed into an already full vestibule and settled next to a small child that was sleeping peacefully in her stroller. Amanda and I both grabbed on tightly to the hand rail and implored Kallet to do the same. We knew the train was about to lurch forward, and were afraid someone might fall onto the baby. As usual, Kallet simply crossed his arms and eagerly continued our conversation (which was on the workout schedule of the Knicks Dancers). Both Amanda and myself implored Kallet to grab a handrail, of which he refused. As Kallet dangerously swayed back and forth with the train's movement, his heavy backpack threatened to crush the child should he slip. I noticed the mother continuously shooting worried glances our way, and after some argument, Kallet grudgingly took hold of the rail and eased everyone's fear for the child's safety. Everything went smoothly for the rest of the ride, but when the train doors opened, Kallet spun violently to face the door. His backpack came at the child like a sledge hammer, and the mother had to reach out and block the bag from turning her baby's head into gerber peas. Completely oblivious, Kallet exited the train enthusiastically quoting Jerry Seinfeld.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
The Slumbering Child
via MattyFreeds
I was with Kallet and Amanda, It was ten of nine on a Monday morning, and incredibly, the first hour of our commute had been incident free. Lumbering down the stairs at Secaucus Junction, we hurried to catch our connecting train to Penn Station. Just as the doors were closing, the three of us crammed into an already full vestibule and settled next to a small child that was sleeping peacefully in her stroller. Amanda and I both grabbed on tightly to the hand rail and implored Kallet to do the same. We knew the train was about to lurch forward, and were afraid someone might fall onto the baby. As usual, Kallet simply crossed his arms and eagerly continued our conversation (which was on the workout schedule of the Knicks Dancers). Both Amanda and myself implored Kallet to grab a handrail, of which he refused. As Kallet dangerously swayed back and forth with the train's movement, his heavy backpack threatened to crush the child should he slip. I noticed the mother continuously shooting worried glances our way, and after some argument, Kallet grudgingly took hold of the rail and eased everyone's fear for the child's safety. Everything went smoothly for the rest of the ride, but when the train doors opened, Kallet spun violently to face the door. His backpack came at the child like a sledge hammer, and the mother had to reach out and block the bag from turning her baby's head into gerber peas. Completely oblivious, Kallet exited the train enthusiastically quoting Jerry Seinfeld.
I was with Kallet and Amanda, It was ten of nine on a Monday morning, and incredibly, the first hour of our commute had been incident free. Lumbering down the stairs at Secaucus Junction, we hurried to catch our connecting train to Penn Station. Just as the doors were closing, the three of us crammed into an already full vestibule and settled next to a small child that was sleeping peacefully in her stroller. Amanda and I both grabbed on tightly to the hand rail and implored Kallet to do the same. We knew the train was about to lurch forward, and were afraid someone might fall onto the baby. As usual, Kallet simply crossed his arms and eagerly continued our conversation (which was on the workout schedule of the Knicks Dancers). Both Amanda and myself implored Kallet to grab a handrail, of which he refused. As Kallet dangerously swayed back and forth with the train's movement, his heavy backpack threatened to crush the child should he slip. I noticed the mother continuously shooting worried glances our way, and after some argument, Kallet grudgingly took hold of the rail and eased everyone's fear for the child's safety. Everything went smoothly for the rest of the ride, but when the train doors opened, Kallet spun violently to face the door. His backpack came at the child like a sledge hammer, and the mother had to reach out and block the bag from turning her baby's head into gerber peas. Completely oblivious, Kallet exited the train enthusiastically quoting Jerry Seinfeld.
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That child doesn't know it, and may never know, but he should count himself lucky that he got off so easily.
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