Hitch hiking
I’ve rarely ever hitched a ride before. I remember once when I was younger, I was carrying my cricket kit to practice, early one morning. As I stood alone on the bus stop, a young man came up to me and offered me a ride. I was hesitant, as I had been severely warned at home, never to go anywhere with strangers. Thinking myself old enough to defend myself, if the need arose and calculating my chances, I accepted his offer. I was armed with my bat and was not shy to use it. While on the bike I prayed silently hoping that everything would turn out well. What worried me was not that I had accepted a ride from a total stranger, but what I would say when I got back home and what reaction I would receive. Thankfully, everything went smoothly, even my disclosure at home was met with a not too severe reprimand. And so, I learned to trust in people’s inherent goodness and generosity. I was and still am a bit, uncertain about whether or not people can be trusted. But I like to believe the