Where’s The Compassion?

I was on a train with my mum this past Thursday   on  our  to another part of London to see a friend and get a bite to eat.
When I was getting my usual fix of Metro gossip.
A woman  with a pram let out a death defying scream that still echoes in my sleep.
She shouted ‘Help Help my baby!!’.
She was on her way out of the train and the front wheel of the pram got stuck in the  gap  me and and my mum and 2 woman rushed as if we were Charlie’s angels on a mission and struggled to free  the pram.
What was chilling one of the helpers was another fellow African woman who just had back surgery but she still bent and applied pressure to free that pram’s wheel.
We finally freed the pram the woman made her way to the platform and was in tears.
The thing that was the saving grace the baby was strapped in the pram ,and also the doors didn’t close immediately while it was at the station .
If it did the baby would have been crushed.
But was  mind-boggling and still enrages me there was men in the train of different races and ages and a middle aged woman  who looked ‘motherly’  they all refused to lift a finger they never left their seat to help.
Where has  humanity gone wrong.
But another reason I admire my mum she dropped her bag and helped the woman with no regard for her personables and her life, and young people are getting such bad press these days  but there’s still good ones, one of the helpers was a blonde student with a heavy backpack..
What gives me hope the racial tension stories dominating the  news  these days but all the people that helped free the  white woman’s  pram were 3 Africans me included and a white  young woman.
You never know in life who will help you in a crisis.
I hope I never go through that day again .
I truly hope London Overground have more staff on duty who are on platforms as they can alert when there’s incidents like that.
The only thing worse than a damsel in distress is a damsel with child.

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