I was walking from the train station to school and there was this steep 40 step stairs that I had to climb every morning. This morning I saw a small girl halfway the stairs, struggling to go up with a bike about twice her size. Upstairs was a friend of hers, with his bike in hand, looking down to her struggle, but not moving a finger. So obviously I stepped up, told her to hand me the bike and brought it up for her, while she trodded behind me with a look of defeat.
Upstairs I returned her the bike and her face was grateful, but instead of saying "Thank you" she said: