Saved by the Bell

Tell us about a time when you managed to extract yourself from a sticky situation at the very last minute.

Last minute escapes from harm are my speciality. I already wrote in this blog about some of them. Like when as a child I get trapped with my younger sister in an elevator with an abuser. It was an old wooden elevator in a cage structure . A neighbor heard me crying for help, opened his door asking what was going on, and the man fled without harming us.

In other occasion I was alone waiting for a bus when a drunk man came of nowhere to molest me. I had nowhere to go and then just in time, the bus arrived and saved me.

When I was twelve I had a lot of problems with my right feet. They decided to make an x-ray study. The doctor saw a shadow in my tibia and decided to do more x-Ray shots so he discovered a tumor that thanks to his intuition was treated in time and completely cured.

I already told the story about when I was Reporting about a trial against some drug dealers and when the family members of one of the defendants discovered that I was a journalist and I was going to publish an article about the trial get mad and began to insult me. I was used to that. But suddenly I heard noises at my back. I turned and I saw a clenched fist at an inch from my nose. A police officer saw the father of the defendant coming after me and stopped him just in time.

In other occasion a mad driver trapped me on a bridge for a while and finally tried to throw me making me crash against the barriers fortunately a third car appeared and the mad driver fled.

And these are only a few of the times I’ve been saved by the bell

Once in Washington DC I got lost in a middle of a snowfall in a dangerous neighborhood in the late nineties. There was not a soul in the streets only a group of boys with chains and a not so friendly. I was scared. Suddenly I heard a deep voice from the other side of the street asking me if I believed in guardian angels. It was an old black man walking his dog. I said yes. He said it was his turn and gave me directions to find my way avoiding the place were the group of youngsters were gathering. He told me : – “Did you see guardian angels exist? Today it was my turn”. Since then I like to think that my guardian angel looks like an old black man walking his big dog. What I know for sure is that is a busy guard angel. Busy and effective.

Saved by the Bell.