Anyone knows that going to the grocery store – especially without a car can be a drag. I heard some of my friends were heading to Superior , the grocery store next to USC, and buying some liters of sodas and chips. Rather than having them walk back to campus with heavy bags of groceries, I offered to give them a ride. It’s cool seeing how simple, yet unexpected acts of love can have such a good impact on people.
Act of Love #3 – Giving a late night ride
So, I admit it – I’m bad with this blogging everyday, so here’s a catch up on all my acts of love.
On Wednesday night/ Thursday morning, I gave a ride back to friend despite having 2 final presentations and a final project due on that day. Although it was a short distance – rides back at night, especially in south central LA, can be a real blessing to people.
Act of Love #1 – Helping someone push their car to the side in LA traffic
First of all, want to apologize for being late on this post. This is my Act of Love #1
So, Barack Obama came to USC today and blocked off all the streets going to my apartment. As a result – I had to park far away. Everyone was angry, speeding, trying to maneuver the LA traffic, when suddenly, a Mercedes Benz broke down right in front of me. I was about to go cut to the right to maneuver myself past the Mercedes when a car pulled to the left of me, so I couldn’t cut into the other lane. Coincidentally, a parking space was open to the right of me. So, I decided to park my car right there and help this man. He was going to see the president, and all of a sudden, his car broke down. Perfect opportunity to do my act of love. I got out of my car and pushed his car to an illegal parking spot. He said thanks. Afterwards I headed back to my car to pick up my stuff, but I felt like I should still help this man. I approached him again asking if he still needed help – because I really hand nothing else to do. And all of a sudden, the car in front of us pulls out and a parking space opens up for us to park in!! I then helped him push his car to the spot. His name was Tod. And despite my initiall frustration with LA traffic and LAPD for blocking off all my streets – I walked back feeling good that I got to love Tod that day.



