As he crossed the street, he noticed an elderly woman struggling to mount the curb with her shopping trolley.
“Can I assist you, ma’am?”
“Yes please, thank you very much, young man. I need simply to cross this street and cross the block to make it to my son’s house for brunch.”
I was walking toward the store one day and I saw a poor homeless guy sleeping on the side walk. He looked hungry, even his ribs were showing. I decided then to buy him a meal, so I went and got rice and beans for him. After I had assisted him he had a big grateful smile, that sure made my day. I decided that every day I would assist someone, why don’t you try it? It makes your day happier and it makes you a greater person, and that is worth every penny.
She was scowling at us. Drake approached the bars, you could also feel his pain and disappointment. “So this is how you want it to end..why?” She stayed silent. I really was thinking we were simply wasting our time. I remembered when the war began, when I met Drake and helped and assisted him in his quest for freedom.
i know hoe to assist people,if they don’t want they wont ask that’s why i always assist people.
i never expect .i just do it.hope everyone in this world assisted each other.
She assisted the woman up the stairs.
Her hair was patchy and thin.
Her eyes were sunken in and blank.
She assisted the woman through her life.
Until the very end.
When those sunken eyes shut.
She didn’t need assistance. She had learned from many years of wheelchair use how to open doors with just a foot, how to climb stairs without using her legs and how to reach top cupboards without falling. She enjoyed the attention of good-Samaritans but always rejected their help.
Assist me god! Or whomever you may be. I lay here, not dying in physical sense, but mental instead. These words which once flew through my mind and into my fingers lay restless yet dead, ready yet uninspired. Muse, god, I call upon thee to bring the only joy back into my life once more and forgo everything else lest my world fall to the shambles of unbridled mediocrity.
I am a person that like to assisted anyone that is in need. I have always assisted the elderly whenever I get the chance to do s. It is my intention to do good whenever possible. Do good and good shall return unto you.
I don’t know what I will look back on and say “That assisted me through this break-up” but I hope I find out what is going to help me soon because I want to go back to how it was before. I don’t want the pain any more. I want things to be different.
I assisted him to die. It was the gift he asked for. His crumbled ego in his crumpled body rose like fumes from a rotting drain, wanting to diffuse in cleaner. To not to be. I pulled the plug. “Charity” he’d said, “begins here – and ends.”
You assisted him? You have got to be joking! You assisted him? You know darn good and well he would never have made it on his own! You are enabling him to look better than he actually is.
The pain in my leg made me wince as Sebastian assisted me up the long flight of stairs that lead to my part of the palace. My head still seemed clouded by the words that my father had said and his violent reaction to my confession.
Helping your neighbors out whenever they need a helping hand. What all humans have been at one point in their life. The only way that the human race will survive. We need to help one another instead of always trying to one up each other. What God has done for me in my life.
The assisted living home was one of the saddest places I ever visited. The cleanliness of the place was what was most unsettling. After all the years of beauty, suffering, joy, heartache, and living these people had gone through, there was nothing to show of it except windex-ed windows, waxed floors, mushy peas, and irritated nurses.
From the moment she left her home, she knew the day would bring something new, something special. After helping an elderly woman cross the street, she spotted a little old couple walking, hand in hand, down the pathway, pointing out birds and trees and leaves, and all of life’s hidden beauties.
m assisted in my living process by many people ..they help me a lot…
the word assisted in itself shows d weakness of d person who is being assisted..
I would like to have a life in which I have the capability to live my life without being assisted by anyone.
If i needed to be assisted i would have told you, right? wrong. but no one will know. because i am strong. even if it is only a facade. assistance is nothing.
assisted, the word alone bothers me. not really sure why. maybe because it reminds me of weakness. people who need assistance, needing people to assist me. i think especially it brings up the elderly and how they need assistance. which reminds me of my grandfather who lived in an assisted living home and watching him deteriotate. i never want to grow old and need assistance. i want to take care of myself.
i walked into the corner store. i heard the child crying in the corner i couldn’t understand what for. He seemed well cared for. But he cried as if deprived of what he needed. Sometimes all a child needs is help.
I hate this word because it reminds me of “assisted living” as in when you’re so weak that you can’t get up the stairs anymore and need someone to help you count your pills in the morning. That’s what none of us ever want to have because it’ll mean that we’ve outlived ourselves.
I realized I had to assist her. The look on her face when people spat right at her face was too grief-stricken for me. So I assisted her to the room she was supposed to go in. “Thanks,” she muttered, her eyes downcast.
My grandma needs to have someone help her. She can’t take care of her husband anymore. Tonight at the party he just sat there, dazed, looking around. If only she would send him to a home where someone can help him professionally. He needs to be taken care of by someone who knows what they’re doing.
there was a time when we were climbing up the craggy steep slope of our relationship when you looked at me, struggling and sliding down into a lonely abyss, that you grabbed my hand and pulled me into the warm crook of your body and never before had anyone attempted to save me like that, and i think that that day we had been assisted by something greater and larger than ourselves, whose name i cannot think of right now.
My life today is different that I thought it would be when I was 20. I never
dreamed I would still be around at 55. I certainly never thought I would need
to be assisted just to stand up from a living room chair. WE are the same
inside as that young girl who daydreams about how wonderful her life will
turn out.
I’ve been assisted by many people in this world. More people than I actually thank. I hope that I can be of assistance to more people I encounter in life and this will be my way of “thanking” those who I so pridefully did not thank. Thank you to all those who assistant in whatever way!
Every time I think of his grandma is assisted living I think of the dudes in the big white nursing suits with the needles ready to inject a dose of brain numbing, coma inducing drug that will ultimately make this visit more agreeable for the three of us.
When someone takes the time out of their day to help you, it’s a wonderful thing… it makes the world go round. Everyone at one point in their lives has been assisted or has assisted someone. We need more of this in the world… we need more kindness, compassion, awareness for one another. There is no shame in asking for help, and it does not take too much time to help another.
As he crossed the street, he noticed an elderly woman struggling to mount the curb with her shopping trolley.
“Can I assist you, ma’am?”
“Yes please, thank you very much, young man. I need simply to cross this street and cross the block to make it to my son’s house for brunch.”
mon gitan de souvient des vêpres gorg
I was walking toward the store one day and I saw a poor homeless guy sleeping on the side walk. He looked hungry, even his ribs were showing. I decided then to buy him a meal, so I went and got rice and beans for him. After I had assisted him he had a big grateful smile, that sure made my day. I decided that every day I would assist someone, why don’t you try it? It makes your day happier and it makes you a greater person, and that is worth every penny.
She was scowling at us. Drake approached the bars, you could also feel his pain and disappointment. “So this is how you want it to end..why?” She stayed silent. I really was thinking we were simply wasting our time. I remembered when the war began, when I met Drake and helped and assisted him in his quest for freedom.
The man stood up, by himself for once.
All his life people had held him and followed him and assisted.
He had to have people or crutches or something by his side in order to even more or enjoy anything.
But for the first time, he was standing by himself.
And that was all he could hoped for before he sat down for the last time.
i know hoe to assist people,if they don’t want they wont ask that’s why i always assist people.
i never expect .i just do it.hope everyone in this world assisted each other.
She assisted the woman up the stairs.
Her hair was patchy and thin.
Her eyes were sunken in and blank.
She assisted the woman through her life.
Until the very end.
When those sunken eyes shut.
he assited Charlie in the operating thearter
he was calm and confident
Charlie on the other hand was a bundle of nerves
Suicide secretary.
She didn’t need assistance. She had learned from many years of wheelchair use how to open doors with just a foot, how to climb stairs without using her legs and how to reach top cupboards without falling. She enjoyed the attention of good-Samaritans but always rejected their help.
Assist me god! Or whomever you may be. I lay here, not dying in physical sense, but mental instead. These words which once flew through my mind and into my fingers lay restless yet dead, ready yet uninspired. Muse, god, I call upon thee to bring the only joy back into my life once more and forgo everything else lest my world fall to the shambles of unbridled mediocrity.
I am a person that like to assisted anyone that is in need. I have always assisted the elderly whenever I get the chance to do s. It is my intention to do good whenever possible. Do good and good shall return unto you.
I don’t know what I will look back on and say “That assisted me through this break-up” but I hope I find out what is going to help me soon because I want to go back to how it was before. I don’t want the pain any more. I want things to be different.
She assisted to my party as a perfect girl. He fells in love with her like nobody else… Sometimes he’s a douchebag with her, but i supposed
This word reminds me of those yucky days of yore, when I wasted years working as a dental assistant, a gloomy occupation to say the least.
I assisted him to die. It was the gift he asked for. His crumbled ego in his crumpled body rose like fumes from a rotting drain, wanting to diffuse in cleaner. To not to be. I pulled the plug. “Charity” he’d said, “begins here – and ends.”
You assisted him? You have got to be joking! You assisted him? You know darn good and well he would never have made it on his own! You are enabling him to look better than he actually is.
The pain in my leg made me wince as Sebastian assisted me up the long flight of stairs that lead to my part of the palace. My head still seemed clouded by the words that my father had said and his violent reaction to my confession.
Helping your neighbors out whenever they need a helping hand. What all humans have been at one point in their life. The only way that the human race will survive. We need to help one another instead of always trying to one up each other. What God has done for me in my life.
The assisted living home was one of the saddest places I ever visited. The cleanliness of the place was what was most unsettling. After all the years of beauty, suffering, joy, heartache, and living these people had gone through, there was nothing to show of it except windex-ed windows, waxed floors, mushy peas, and irritated nurses.
first i saw ass. which caused me to think of mr.p. he has a fine ass. an ass that I can’t wait to assist. he wants me to assist.
i was assisted by my seniors to work on the project. due to their guidnance and right advice i was able to complete the projec
From the moment she left her home, she knew the day would bring something new, something special. After helping an elderly woman cross the street, she spotted a little old couple walking, hand in hand, down the pathway, pointing out birds and trees and leaves, and all of life’s hidden beauties.
m assisted in my living process by many people ..they help me a lot…
the word assisted in itself shows d weakness of d person who is being assisted..
I would like to have a life in which I have the capability to live my life without being assisted by anyone.
“You’ll have to go into assisted living,” the nurse told me. “You’re just not able to take care of yourself alone.”
I knew she was right. Yet, could any one of us live entirely on our own? We all need others to help us through life.
TO become trapped in your on body. Not being able to achieve self on own motivation of ones actions. Taken form. Lost.
If i needed to be assisted i would have told you, right? wrong. but no one will know. because i am strong. even if it is only a facade. assistance is nothing.
I assisted her with getting up. She brushed the dirt off her dress. “are you ok?” “no, but not because i fell”.
assisted, the word alone bothers me. not really sure why. maybe because it reminds me of weakness. people who need assistance, needing people to assist me. i think especially it brings up the elderly and how they need assistance. which reminds me of my grandfather who lived in an assisted living home and watching him deteriotate. i never want to grow old and need assistance. i want to take care of myself.
i walked into the corner store. i heard the child crying in the corner i couldn’t understand what for. He seemed well cared for. But he cried as if deprived of what he needed. Sometimes all a child needs is help.
I hate this word because it reminds me of “assisted living” as in when you’re so weak that you can’t get up the stairs anymore and need someone to help you count your pills in the morning. That’s what none of us ever want to have because it’ll mean that we’ve outlived ourselves.
I assisted my assistant in assisting the birthing mother.
I realized I had to assist her. The look on her face when people spat right at her face was too grief-stricken for me. So I assisted her to the room she was supposed to go in. “Thanks,” she muttered, her eyes downcast.
My grandma needs to have someone help her. She can’t take care of her husband anymore. Tonight at the party he just sat there, dazed, looking around. If only she would send him to a home where someone can help him professionally. He needs to be taken care of by someone who knows what they’re doing.
there was a time when we were climbing up the craggy steep slope of our relationship when you looked at me, struggling and sliding down into a lonely abyss, that you grabbed my hand and pulled me into the warm crook of your body and never before had anyone attempted to save me like that, and i think that that day we had been assisted by something greater and larger than ourselves, whose name i cannot think of right now.
I don’t know, I’m too busy thinking about regrets. Assisted. As in assisted living as in not really living at all, I wonder what regrets they have?
My life today is different that I thought it would be when I was 20. I never
dreamed I would still be around at 55. I certainly never thought I would need
to be assisted just to stand up from a living room chair. WE are the same
inside as that young girl who daydreams about how wonderful her life will
turn out.
I’ve been assisted by many people in this world. More people than I actually thank. I hope that I can be of assistance to more people I encounter in life and this will be my way of “thanking” those who I so pridefully did not thank. Thank you to all those who assistant in whatever way!
Every time I think of his grandma is assisted living I think of the dudes in the big white nursing suits with the needles ready to inject a dose of brain numbing, coma inducing drug that will ultimately make this visit more agreeable for the three of us.
When someone takes the time out of their day to help you, it’s a wonderful thing… it makes the world go round. Everyone at one point in their lives has been assisted or has assisted someone. We need more of this in the world… we need more kindness, compassion, awareness for one another. There is no shame in asking for help, and it does not take too much time to help another.