The old greeted tears; He left the car, bowed and said, “Thank you, son.” And he went to his old house, wiping his tears with his hand … Usually, at this place, near the bus stop, there are taxi drivers. I stopped there so as not to sparkle on the road because this call was really important. I was literally a minute; During this time, a dry grandfather, in a jacket and with a tie, rose from the bench, and difficult to move my legs, approached my window. He knocked on the window lightly, did not even knock, and somehow so modestly squeezed.

I lowered the window, my grandfather asked quietly: “Son, you are not a taxis?” I said goodbye to the interlocutor in the phone, and replied: “No, my father, not a taxis, where do you need?” – But I’m not far away, three kilometers.- Sit down, my father, now I take away. He sat on the front seat. We went. He was breathing heavily, just because he was very old, he told me that he was going to the clinic every day on a minibus, giving it to 18 hryvnias. Every day -18 UAH. But today the clinic was detained, and he was late on his minibus, wait the next long, and it will not be able to get on foot.

I was sitting and listening to him, a bunch of thoughts in my head was spinning, and I didn’t know what to say to this dry grandfather. I just asked the road, nothing more; I just brought him stupidly and remained silent. He lived at the very end of the street, and his house with a sloping roof was hardly visible because of the cottages … ”Well, son, they came, here, turn around”, and my grandfather climbed into a bag, behind a wallet. “No, my father, I will not take money from you, I could not take it, you did not pay for your life.” “Thank you, son.”

And he went to his old house, wiping his tears with his hand. And I – a healthy 47 -year -old man, sat and with a lump in his throat, looked after him. Thinking that we are usually glorious in our country victories in the championships and Eurovisions, important and Olympiads … But a country that cannot take care of pensioners cannot be healthy. And I realized that I had to bow to him now. And I was ashamed of our Motherland with him. That’s exactly what is ashamed … People, just help them, what you can, a penny, in the queue in the clinic, bring to the house, move across the road … Peace to you, friends !!!