We should feel like live in not other's but our own city. Sometimes we're just too modest.
One evening I was riding on Missisaugar's bus when I was almost sleeping after the whole day's work. After one stop,the bus wasn't able to start anymore since the rear door was blocked by the iced snow. The driver handled it from front but it did't work for the back, he came to the back and nobody could help him from the front. After he walked back and forth twice, I waked up. And stood up walked to the rear door. Under my help the driver closed the rear door finally. So many people were sitting in that bus, I was curious why nobody stood up before I woke up. Anyway I was proud of what I did.