THIS AFTERNOON
"...I would like to take this time to tell you all something I heard from a friend. I don't know if this is an actual story or not, but I would like to believe it is.
"One day there was a landslide somewhere in South America. A young child of about ten or so had been trapped inside one of the buildings for three days, and all efforts of conventional rescue had failed. For much of the time, the lack of food and water and the extent of her injuries left her in semiconscious daze. But when she was awake, she wept bitterly at the thought of never seeing her family again.
"Then one morning, a light penetrated the child's prison, the first she had seen in days, and when her eyes adjusted, she saw a person standing there. The girl wept yet again, but now it was from joy at being saved. She reached out her hands, and the newcomer grasped them gently.
" 'I'm from International Rescue,' the stranger said in the child's native tongue. 'I'm here to get you out!'
"'I...I cannot say...how grateful I am,' the girl whispered. 'Please, what is your name?'"
" 'I can't tell you my name', the other replied. 'I'm sorry, but we can't let anyone know who we are.'
" 'In that case,' the girl replied, 'I will call you "Angel"'.
"The IR agent asked, 'Why's that?'"
"The child replied, 'I heard that International Rescue is dedicated to helping people. They're like angels watching over the world.
" 'And since you work for Internation Rescue, therefore, you must be an angel.'"
"...I would like to take this time to tell you all something I heard from a friend. I don't know if this is an actual story or not, but I would like to believe it is.
"One day there was a landslide somewhere in South America. A young child of about ten or so had been trapped inside one of the buildings for three days, and all efforts of conventional rescue had failed. For much of the time, the lack of food and water and the extent of her injuries left her in semiconscious daze. But when she was awake, she wept bitterly at the thought of never seeing her family again.
"Then one morning, a light penetrated the child's prison, the first she had seen in days, and when her eyes adjusted, she saw a person standing there. The girl wept yet again, but now it was from joy at being saved. She reached out her hands, and the newcomer grasped them gently.
" 'I'm from International Rescue,' the stranger said in the child's native tongue. 'I'm here to get you out!'
"'I...I cannot say...how grateful I am,' the girl whispered. 'Please, what is your name?'"
" 'I can't tell you my name', the other replied. 'I'm sorry, but we can't let anyone know who we are.'
" 'In that case,' the girl replied, 'I will call you "Angel"'.
"The IR agent asked, 'Why's that?'"
"The child replied, 'I heard that International Rescue is dedicated to helping people. They're like angels watching over the world.
" 'And since you work for Internation Rescue, therefore, you must be an angel.'"