Blind Rescue

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

A blind man surprises everyone on a subway car with an act of courage.

As the train plunged into the tunnel under the river, three youths barged through the door at the end of the car, laughing and shouting.

"I thought for sure that cop would get us!" shouted the first youth.

"Naw, we're too smart for that!" replied the second.

They began to tear ads off the walls. Most of the passengers stared down at reading material or their feet, though they were watching out of the corners of their eyes.

"I bet there's plenty of loot in this car!" exclaimed the first youth.

"Let's nab some of it," said the second.

There was a noticeable movement among the passengers, but they all kept their positions. One paunchy man, however, looked straight at the youths and seemed about to say something. But the ringleader stared him down till he turned away.

"The tubby guy's interested ,” said the youth, approaching the man. "You got something to contribute?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," muttered the man.

"Come on, fork it over!"

"Nobody's safe anywhere nowadays!" exclaimed a large woman with a commanding face.

The second youth grabbed at her huge handbag. She stood up and yanked back. A tug of war ensued and she might have won, but the third youth came up and grabbed her around the middle in a vice hold.

No one paid any attention to a frightened voice that kept asking, "What's happening? What's happening?" It belonged to a young blind man, sitting with his tell-tale red-and-white cane propped against his knees. Finally, he arose uncertainly and called out loudly, "Will anyone tell me what's happening?"

The youths noticed him for the first time.

"Well, what do you know, a blind man!"

"Who's that?" The blind man stumbled against a pole and almost fell. The first youth left the paunchy man and approached him.

"What's the matter, little blind man? You can't see me, can you?" He tapped the blind man on the shoulder and jumped away, laughing. The blind man cringed. The youth tapped him again.

"Hey, stop wasting time on him and come help us!" called the third youth.

As the youth left him, the blind man cautiously moved closer to the action. All of a sudden, he raised his cane and struck a perfect blow, hitting the third youth on the side of the head. The fellow lost his grip on the large woman and went down like a feather. Then he thrust his cane between the second youth's legs and tripped him up. The youth went down, banging his head against the pole, which knocked him out. The first youth grabbed the blind man, who leaned forward, put his lips to the youth's ear, and let out a blood-curdling scream. The youth released him and danced around in pain, holding his injured member.

Now, the other passengers came out of their reveries and gathered around the blind man.

"How did you do it?" they asked in awe.

He shrugged. "I have good ears." 

Submitted: April 04, 2015

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Vance Currie

This is a good story Godfrey. I saw a movie about a blind martial arts fighter. I am not sure that a blind person could really do that but, like I said, it makes a good story. It's always good to read about the weak or disabled beating the bad guys. ~ Joe

Thu, April 23rd, 2015 12:23am


Thanks so much for reading my story and for your positive comments, Fernglow (or Joe). A blind man probably could not do that without exraordinary luck. However, blind people learn to rely on hearing in ways those of us who are sighted rely on our eyes. Also, people tend to underestimate a blind persons capabilities.

Wed, April 22nd, 2015 7:39pm

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