Be careful of the judgment you make on people(#171).
Story meaningful I forgot to share with you all sometimes ago that took place in the Waterloo market.
This happens between two boys, one is around 12-13 years old and the other one is around 18-19 years old.
The boy around 13 years old I couldn't remember his name collected some money from his elder sister.
He needs to take the money to his sick mom at home and he decides to pass around the market, which is very close to his house.
The other boy who is around 19 years old, too, I can't remember his name again, has a small business on a wheelbarrow.
He sells in front of the building materials store, he does his small business everyday, and many people know him to sell there.
Around that same area, there are a lot of other stores with different item sales from different people.
Including a store where many of us who have a motorcycle go get spare parts to replace the old or damaged parts.
About 4-5 months later, I went to my regular garage at "Devil Hall Junction" to repair my motorcycle about 3-4 miles away from my house.
As the work was going on, the machine told me the part we needed to replace could only be at "Waterloo" as the nearest place.
I agreed and we went there at once, trying to pack my motorcycle I saw this little boy and the salesboy fighting.
I have to rush in between, trying to know what is going on, and see if it's something that I can help with.
Fortunately, it's something I need to come in as fast as I can if not one will face a better penalty, it seems like only the strong survived.
Nevertheless, I came in between them trying to hear from the two parties, after other people came in to know what the problem was.
According to the little boy, the money he has with him was given to him by his elder sister to take to his sick mom.
The salesboy said the little boy picked up the money on the floor, and that money belonged to him.
This is the only money I made this morning so I can't allow that small boy to work away with it.
I took the money from the little boy, the money was wrapped and tied in a very secure way for it not to fall one by one on the ground.
I have to take my time removing that from the rope which was used to tie it, but before then I ask them what the amount of the money is.
I asked the sales boy first, and he said above Nle200, Then I asked the little boy, he said Nle300 nothing was added or reduced.
Most people supported the salesboy because that is the area where he does his daily business, and many of them know him.
I told everyone present that whosoever called the right amount was the real owner of the money.
The first to accept was the little boy, while the salesboys were saying no, but when I tried to involve the police he accepted.
Not only that, the little boy was able to identify the type of note (Nle20) given to him by his elder sister.
I had to open the money and count it before everyone, Guess what happened, the exact money was Nle300.
The little boy was the right owner of the money but the salesboy did not accept it, and some of his supporters escaped because he was lying.
I gave the little boy the money, he was very happy with tears running down his eyes and congratulated me.
My people congratulated me on my wise decision, I wanted to take the sales boy to the police station to take advantage of the little boy.
But he pleads, and other people plead for him too, I also plead with the little boy and make sure he reaches home safely.
Please comment below if I made the right decision.
Thanks for reading.