[/caption]There is this crosswalk that we take every day to school. Last year, when we were trying to traverse this intersection, it became apparent to me that the traffic signal was off. As we had a walk sign, it seemed that there was a green right arrow because cars just kept whipping around the corner. You can imagine how terrifying it was with a 3 and 8 year old trying to zoom across amidst that kind of traffic. After it occurred, I called Thom. Thom quickly called the city from the safety of his cubicle and asked them to change the signal. And they did right away. Now when we push the walk sign, every car has a red. Yeah!
Recently, we were walking home from school and had made it to the intersection. Well, right as we were crossing the intersection, this pick-up started turning left. Practically running right into Ben. Before I could stop myself, I yelled, "YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!!" Pretty harsh, eh? Now this may not seem like a big step, but usually I think of a comeback many hours after an event has occurred, as I am stewing over it. Obviously, we made it safely to the other side. As the light changed, I noticed a car trying to turn right, the driver seemed afraid to turn, lest I turn some of of my venomous wrath onto him. Knowing that we would take awhile to cross, I insisted he go ahead and turn before we start. It was sort of empowering actually saying what I wanted to say when it happened and seeing others in our environment responding.
Yeesh!
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