Overcoming Our Own Disability

<img src="" align="right" border="2" alt="Wheelchair" hspace="7">He was slowly pushing himself up the slope behind me. I could hear him panting. I turn around inconspicuously and glance. 'He looks in pretty good shape', I thought. The question was: should I ask if he needs help?
It's not a scenario that is distant or way out there, but when we're faced with these decisions, we tend to think a little too hard. I know I was half afraid he'd bark back at me for thinking that he couldn't overcome something as trivial as a small slope. I didn't want to hurt his pride, but on deeper thought, it was not his pride, but my own that I was protecting. My disability to care and love was much greater than his own physical handicap.
I slowed down and offered him a hand. At that very moment it seemed all fear of being embarassed had left me. He smiled and through clenched teeth he said "no thanks". There was a split second of silence.
"It's a great day to get some exercise", he said.
We spent a few moments talking, and I realise that my inhibitions were hardly altruistic in nature. We (and I mean all humankind) are in this mess of an earth together. The least we could do is put aside our own pride and help each other.
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