Dear Editor:
On Sunday, May 15 at 8:15 a.m., I set off to church in my power wheelchair.
I was on the sidewalk heading north up Mountain Highway.
As I reached Emery Village, my wheelchair came to a grinding halt. It couldn’t move.
I looked down and realized that a metal hoop had wound itself tightly around the two front wheels. I was stuck and sat there feeling helpless. I tried to wave down some cars, but they sped on.
Eventually, I saw a man walking along on the opposite sidewalk. I yelled for help and he came running across the street to assist me.
He was able to see that the hoop needed to be untangled from the wheels. I tried to inch my chair forward and backwards as he pulled at the hoop. With every pull, his fingers were cut by the sharp metal.
Just when he thought he couldn’t do it without a metal cutter, another young man approached to offer his help.
After twenty minutes of struggle and strain, they were able to yank the hoop out. Their hands were bleeding and covered in oil.
I wish to thank these two men for their kindness, perseverance and great effort to help me.
I feel blessed to know that there are such caring people within our community. There are angels, indeed!
Barbara Matiru
North Vancouver
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