a chance to live

it`s 2:40 in the morning and i can`t sleep. it`s something on my mind. a man actually, but not that kind of a man that doesn`t call or makes me wonder shit about him. it`s about a great man. you see, for the past few months we`ve been raising money at school for this girl that needs a brain surgery and her operation is scheduled for april 27th. at first, i thought we could never raise 25 ooo euros, but now this feeling seems so far away. not only we did that, but today we`ve been to the mayor`s office and he, without even pausing for a gasp, gave us another 5000. like i was asking him to pass the salt. i didn`t realise it back then, but now i see that these gestures come only with great men. it doesn`t matter if you come from a wealthy family, or if you had the best education in the world, for people in need, it only matters how big your heart really is. he could have made us stalk him, or made our efforts worth the money, but he just thought, for a second only, of the poor girl and said: "come tomorrow for the money". and that was it. and now i wonder, what really takes to be that kind of person? not to think of what else you could have done with the money or is this girl really worth my money? just to give it away hoping that you can improve someone else`s life. and damn straight he did. she`s gonna be just fine. the procedure will go perfectly well, and the recovery will be easy and complete and this girl will have another chance to live. amazing.