Growing up, like many kids I loved watching cartoons especially superheroes movies.
Superman, Batman, wonder woman, kenshin etc save the day.
I would dream of being in metropolis or Gotham city, so I can watch or even be opportune to meet these super powered beings who seemed invincible to the pain, hurts and tragedies of the world.They made my childhood dream.
But then puberty set in, and the dreamy eyed baby girl had to grow and sadly discovered the world isn't white and black as the stories say, she met pain, disappointment, and frustration. There were good times and bad times, sad times and happy times.
Her eyes were opened and she discovered superman does not exist, Batman, wonder woman, kenshin etc were all figment of people's imagination. No one, no one to come running to save the day, defend the universe, or scream infinity and beyond.... Just ordinary folks going through stuffs. Some hidden, while others were open secrets.
It ain't all that sad, she just needed to see properly, "look beyond what you see" as they say.
Her gaze was shifted and then she saw within these "ordinary people" were amazing heroes. These heroes aren't living according to a script, they weren't imagined, neither are they invincible. Nope, they don't sympathize with the populace from a distance, neither do they have a watchtower where they monitor and guard the city from danger. They feel what we feel, they experience the heart wrenching loss and pain people go through, they feel the the joy of loving someone and having someone love you back.
I have seen ordinary people do extraordinary things for people without expecting a reward.
Dr M was in the operating room operating on a patient unknown to him his dear pregnant wife was dying from an emergency complication. She died without her husband by her side.
Nurse V was raped on her way back from work by patient's relatives who offered to give her a ride home when her car broke down. Mr X got infected with HIV when he was assisting in rescuing accident victims from a road side, unknown to him he had a cut earlier the day, etc.
In the medical field you get to meet persons who left their comfort zone, so a stranger won't die, they forgo food, rest, bath and other physiological need just to see that that life is saved.
To these ones it isn't about the pay or even about them.
I have seen folks hide their personal grief just so they can bring comfort to others.
These people have been beaten, slapped, insulted, spat on, etc by ungrateful men yet they do not relent their efforts
These I tell you are the true heroes, you find them in every sphere of life, every occupation, by the road side, in schools etc.
They aren't known by a particular name, title or even age.
They come in different personality but one thing we know is when we encounter them, we sure do have a testimony. They make a believer out of us and help us lessen our burden.
There might not be a feast to honour these ones, nor key to the city given to them in appreciation but a simple thank you from a sincere heart, a written letter of appreciation would go a long way to pat them on the back
You might be surprise what a genuine smile and a heartfelt "welldone" will do to that nurse who is all stressed out from a difficult shift or what great energy buster a 'you are wonderful' will do to a doctor having a real hard time on call. They might be simple things, if done in the right way from a true heart rekindle one's spirit.
So the next time you meet someone ensure to either do or say something nice, for although you may not be superhuman but you can be someone's hero........
One step at a time, it mustn't be something major but it sure would make the world a better place..
Written by Oisaomaye Clementina for OIG's Blog
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