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School bus driver was fired after leaving students on the bus to save a dog drowning in a frozen lake.
A school bus driver was carefully driving through an icy road when he noticed a dark shape moving near what looked like a pile of snow beside the road.
At first, he kept going. His priority was the children on the bus, and the road was too dangerous to lose focus.
But as he got closer, he realized it wasn’t snow. It was a frozen lake. And the dark figure was a dog struggling in the freezing water, barely keeping its head above the ice.
The kids saw it too and started to cry, begging him to help. The driver pulled over, told every student to stay seated and never leave the bus, then ran straight toward the lake and into the water without even stopping to remove his phone or wallet.
He broke through the edge of the ice, reached the dog, and pulled it out before it went into shock.
By the time he got back on the bus, soaking wet and shaken, the kids were cheering like they had just watched a superhero.
But his phone was ruined, and the route was now over an hour late.
When the school finally reached him, parents were already upset, asking why their children had not arrived on time. He explained what happened, but the district said he had left students unattended and fired him for negligence.
Then the parents heard the full story.
A school board meeting was called, and the same parents who were worried about the delay stood up for him. They said the children were never in danger, and every kid on that bus came home talking about the man who saved a life.
Not only was he brought back to work…
The school honored him as a hero, because he didn’t just drive them to school, he showed them what courage looks like.
Vir Sanghvi at 70: The Measure of a Man, His Parents’ Legacy and a Life Built on Character, Decency and Humility must read on @virsanghvi https://t.co/Y2P0zH9FXw
Brian May quit his astrophysics PhD in 1974 to play guitar for Queen.
He was 23. A physics graduate from Imperial College London, already deep into research on the velocity of interplanetary dust in our solar system. He'd been studying it since 1968, using observations from the Teide Observatory in Tenerife.
Then Queen started climbing the charts. He abandoned the PhD to chase it.
For the next three decades he became one of rock's defining guitarists. He wrote "We Will Rock You," "We Are the Champions," "Fat Bottomed Girls." He played the guitar solo on "Bohemian Rhapsody." He toured with Queen for two decades. When Freddie Mercury died in 1991, he kept the band going.
But the unfinished PhD never left him.
In October 2006, at 59, he re-registered at Imperial College. By then, 32 years had passed since he'd touched the research. The entire field had changed. New satellites. New instruments. New discoveries he'd missed while he was on stage.
His old data from Tenerife was still scientifically valid. He just had to rebuild everything around it.
He submitted his thesis in 2007, 37 years after he first started it.
Today Dr. Brian May is a Fellow of the Royal Astronomical Society and was a science team collaborator on NASA's New Horizons mission to Pluto, helping produce some of the first 3D images ever taken of the dwarf planet.
Rockstar. Astrophysicist. Living proof a dream doesn't expire just because life gets in the way.
"For 12 years, Toby carried the same stuffed rabbit into the living room every evening and dropped it beside Frank’s chair. The toy had lost one ear, most of its stuffing, and whatever color it used to have, but Frank always acted like it was the best gift in the world. That chair was where their whole routine lived. Frank watched the news there, drank his morning coffee there, and scratched Toby behind the ears until the old dog fell asleep with his chin on the armrest. After Frank’s wife passed, the house grew quieter, but Toby kept the evenings from feeling empty. He would bring the rabbit, wait for Frank’s hand, and settle down like both of them knew the day was finished. Then Frank stopped coming home. His daughter, Ellen, tried to keep the house the same for a while. She left the chair where it was, kept the family photos on the wall, and made sure Toby’s food bowl stayed in the kitchen corner. Some nights, Toby still walked to the hallway and listened for footsteps. Other nights, he stood by the chair with the rabbit in his mouth and stared at the empty cushion. Ellen couldn’t explain it to him. She could only watch. That afternoon, the house had been quiet for hours when Toby picked up the rabbit again. He moved slowly across the rug, older now, heavier in the legs, carrying the toy like he’d done a thousand times before. Ellen stopped in the doorway when she saw where he was going. Toby reached Frank’s chair and lowered the rabbit carefully onto the seat. For a moment, he only looked at it. Then his gray face lifted toward the empty armrest, almost as if he was waiting for the hand that used to come down. Nothing moved. The old dog leaned closer and rested his head against the chair instead. Ellen covered her mouth, trying not to make a sound, because it felt like Toby wasn’t confused at all. It felt like he had brought Frank one more gift and finally understood there was nobody there to take it. He stayed like that for a long time, breathing softly against the fabric where Frank’s hand used to rest. What do you think dogs remember most when someone they love is gone?
@surplusmusings I attended my friend's son's wedding in Bengaluru couple of years ago. All functions happened in time - despite photography and videography. It was so refreshing not to have to wait for hours for the couple to show up.
A woman who had been blind for 13 years bent down to kiss her guide dog, hit her head on a table, and woke up the next morning able to see again.
Lisa Reid, from Auckland, New Zealand, lost her sight at the age of 11 due to a tumour pressing on her optic nerve.
By 2000, she had been completely blind for over a decade, living with the support of her guide dog, Ami, and New Zealand's Blind Foundation.
On the evening of 16 November 2000, the 24-year-old bent down to kiss Ami goodnight and knocked her head against a coffee table. It didn't seem serious. She went to bed as normal.
When she woke the next morning at 9:30am, she could see. She kept it to herself for a few hours at first, content to play with Ami in the back yard.
Then she called her mother and read aloud a health warning from a cigarette packet down the phone.
Auckland Hospital eye surgeon Ross McKay confirmed she had regained 80 per cent vision in her left eye.
He had no explanation for the recovery and said he had never encountered a similar case in 25 years as an eye specialist.
"For some reason she's got her sight back, and don't ask me for an explanation, because I don't have one," he said.
Among the most emotional moments of her recovery was seeing her brother for the first time since he was a boy.
"He was a man, with a goatee and everything. My brother's a man," she said. When she saw her mother, she told her: "You look the same but older."
"It's the little things," Reid later reflected. "Like the colour of the grass, how blue the sky is, the things we all take for granted."
She went on to write a memoir about her experience, titled Angel Eyes.
@Manoj49151909@sabeer Yes sure I get that. So once a business has been set up, it becomes their birthright to fleece customers, investors and enjoy fruits of corruption?
@Manoj49151909@sabeer You indeed are funny. Businessmen in India are the most corrupt. And that's why he have such corrupt politicians. One props up the other. They work as a team.
If any citizen in Mumbai has reported to BMC about tree island concretised or trees in dangerous condition, and BMC has not acted on it, please share the post link below .
BMC engineers need to be reminded that they were told of these dangerous trees and they deliberately did not act.
Dereliction of duty needs to come out.
I will start with this example from Goregaon reported on June 15, and few more below:👇
Delhi's EV Policy is a welcome beginning, but cleaner vehicles alone won't deliver clean air. We need fewer vehicles, robust public transport, safer streets for walking/cycling & action on all pollution sources. Or we'll simply replace traffic jams with ‘electric’ traffic jams.
The first generation of entrepreneurs succeeded because they had the fire in the belly. Their children have had it easy...most are not equipped to survive on their own. They don't have the brains or the discipline. And they don't want to give up their cushy lifestyles either.
Chetan, your anger is more against business families than against the cold blooded murder. I understand management educations firmly biases you against family businesses, but do you realise the largest of Indian(and elsewehere) businesses are indeed family businesses.
What you call control can be ensuring the inheritance is well managed by next generations. If the next generation wants to step away, they can always step out and give up the family inheritance. If not, they have to listen to their fathers just like they would listen to their bosses. Make a choice - we all do.
One cold blooded murder and you paint the whole community that has been running profitable businesses during all good and bad times in history. The new age entrepreneurs you choose to shower your love on, come and go with trends, but these businesses have the agility to survive in toughest of circumstances - be it the rule of Mughals or License Raj.
How do you explain the murders done by other communities then? They are not supressed as per your ananlysis.