Marky Mark wrote: Aaah, I see. THIS is how JC's fetish for the elderly began.
i love it how MiMi never skips a beat!
You're a sick man Jaime Cruz!
as for changing someone's life, um, hmm, i yelled at this little kid once for littering on our street. i told him that if he did it again, i'd tell his mama and have her spank him. never saw that boy again ah well...
As for me I would say I changed someones life when I was 13. A friend and I would always bike ride after school around the block, and one summer evening on our way home we helped a lady who's grocery bags had ripped open and spilled her groceries. My friend and I drove our bikes back to the grocery store to get her more bags. We did this and then helped her to her apartment. She was very friendly and talkative. We then realized she lived alone and she told us she had no friends or family(her 2 children died when they were young) and that we had made her day. She invited us for a cup of juice and talked for nearly 2 hours. She was poor and she was lonely. She had no TV or Radio. She would spend her day reading or going out for walks, and admit that her life had been boring since her husband died.
To make a long story short my friend and I spoke to our parents and got her a small TV and Radio. We delivered it and she was thrilled. For the next 2 years we would visit her weekly and bring her food that my mom or my friends mom would cook. She died two and half years after we met her, but she did tell us that we brought her alot joy and we reminded her of her kids when they were young.
Sha! right! You think after a story like that, anyone else is going to post their dumas stories? How can anyone else top that one? Had it been me, I would've stepped on the groceries and told the lady, "Move it, granny! And stop littering!!!" Pfft!
Seriously, though, I hope you're not BSing us. That was mighty nice of you.
Thanks Buffy It felt good doing the good deed, but I hope I never end up that way. Being alone at an older age must be terrible.
As for me I would say I changed someones life when I was 13. A friend and I would always bike ride after school around the block, and one summer evening on our way home we helped a lady who's grocery bags had ripped open and spilled her groceries. My friend and I drove our bikes back to the grocery store to get her more bags. We did this and then helped her to her apartment. She was very friendly and talkative. We then realized she lived alone and she told us she had no friends or family(her 2 children died when they were young) and that we had made her day. She invited us for a cup of juice and talked for nearly 2 hours. She was poor and she was lonely. She had no TV or Radio. She would spend her day reading or going out for walks, and admit that her life had been boring since her husband died.
To make a long story short my friend and I spoke to our parents and got her a small TV and Radio. We delivered it and she was thrilled. For the next 2 years we would visit her weekly and bring her food that my mom or my friends mom would cook. She died two and half years after we met her, but she did tell us that we brought her alot joy and we reminded her of her kids when they were young.
Sha! right! You think after a story like that, anyone else is going to post their dumas stories? How can anyone else top that one? Had it been me, I would've stepped on the groceries and told the lady, "Move it, granny! And stop littering!!!" Pfft!
Seriously, though, I hope you're not BSing us. That was mighty nice of you.
thats a cute story still... i think so far i dont believe i have changed a life... and as for some1 changing my life not at the moment.. but who knows the future
Has someone changed your life? If so what did they do to change yours? Was it for the better or worse?
Do you think it is even possible to change ones life, fate and all that?
Discuss
As for me I would say I changed someones life when I was 13. A friend and I would always bike ride after school around the block, and one summer evening on our way home we helped a lady who's grocery bags had ripped open and spilled her groceries. My friend and I drove our bikes back to the grocery store to get her more bags. We did this and then helped her to her apartment. She was very friendly and talkative. We then realized she lived alone and she told us she had no friends or family(her 2 children died when they were young) and that we had made her day. She invited us for a cup of juice and talked for nearly 2 hours. She was poor and she was lonely. She had no TV or Radio. She would spend her day reading or going out for walks, and admit that her life had been boring since her husband died.
To make a long story short my friend and I spoke to our parents and got her a small TV and Radio. We delivered it and she was thrilled. For the next 2 years we would visit her weekly and bring her food that my mom or my friends mom would cook. She died two and half years after we met her, but she did tell us that we brought her alot joy and we reminded her of her kids when they were young.
i love it how MiMi never skips a beat!
ah well... 
