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A couple of weeks ago when I was still pledging for Kappa Phi Alpha, I was on the E train, with my pledge sisters, coming back from a long day of running errands for the members of the sorority. All of us were very tired, but unfortunately, the train was crowded, so we had to stand. A homeless man came through the sliding doors singing “Jingle Bells” and “ho ho ho”. I thought it was rather odd that he was singing those songs, since it was the second week of January. When I looked up to see who was singing, I immediately recognized him. He was on the E train with me once before. He had cursed out people on the train and wished death upon their children because no one gave him money. Remembering, this I became frightened of this man. He walked through the crowded train, and stopped when he reached a stroller with a baby in it. He went into the baby’s face and started singing. Naturally, the baby cried, because there was stranger in his face, but even more so, the baby was probably scared because of the sight of an old man, with only two front teeth.
As I saw that the man was proceeding down the train car, I decided to move off the pole I was leaning on to give him room to walk. As I was moving, the man stopped directly over me. (He was at least six feet). He looked straight into my eyes and started singing “jingle bells jingle bells”. I froze; I could not look away from him. From what I have been told, I looked petrified. Before I knew it, one of his dimes fell. I looked down at the dime, debating whether I should pick up his coin. I did not want him to think that I thought I was better than he was, and could not reach for his coin, but at the same time, I feared that he would think I was trying to steal his dime, which I thought would trigger a similar reaction he had the last time I saw him. I must have been thinking too slowly, because he picked up his dime, and went through the next set of sliding doors. I still wonder, “Why the baby’s mother let the...