This morning, an approximate sixth grade elementary school girl and her parents came in my commute train.

The girl seemed to be nervous and silent, and the guardians seemed to be restless, and wanted to confirm whether the train was correct.

I think "that is it."

When I thought "If they want to go THE SCHOOL, this is a wrong train", I could not put up with being silent, I said something to them accidently,

"Excuse me, but may I help you?"

I heard the station name of the parents, and confirmed that they got on a proper train. So I told them "No problem. It is all right"

The mother gave me the words of gratitude, but the father looked like bad temper. I thought his father's pride might be hurt, or awkward.

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Even if I am scolded by the father with saying "mind your own business!” I never stop it, and never get damaged.

I continue it again and again.

I never give up.

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I don't care of parent's pride at all.

I will do anything for a child who has been fighting for this day.