Tonight, the fire alarm went off in the apartment complex where I am visiting. Someone on the fourth floor was cooking and had opened the door to the hallway to let the smoke out. I only had enough time to grab a jacket, and my iPad (which I had been using at that moment), and ran out the door barefoot.
People were gathered in the lobby, where we waited for the firemen to arrive and where there was easy access to the front exit should the situation become dire. I noticed a family come in with three small boys, ages four and under, and three dogs. I saw that the middle child and the baby were both crying. So I asked the father for permission to allow his sons to watch a movie on my tablet. The oldest was excited, chose “Home,” and proceeded to show me his lime green plastic car that transformed into a lizard-mobile. The baby wanted to hold the tablet. There I was, barefoot, sitting on the floor, entertaining these boys before the firemen said we could all go home. The parents seemed appreciative. I was glad to help.
Lily Moritz 