Shanghai Postcard

Didnt have my camera so you will have to picture this:

A little boy is walking along the street with a small stick held high in the air, because caught on the end of the twig is a plastic carrier bag, that has caught the wind and billows like a small flag. It dances around as he gazes at it, almost unaware that he is supposed to be following his grandma who walks a few yards ahead. Unfortunately after a few paces the bag catches an updraft and blows off of the stick and billows out behind him and falls to the floor. The boy quickly turns to recover the bag, and is relived to see it has not blown away. While he is turned he fails to notice a man who is waling down the same pavement, but coming towards him, not going in the boys direction.He is an old and fairly frail man, with a low slung paunchy belly and thin arms. The man sees that the boy has his back turned and that he has not noticed the old man, and that now that the boy has the bag in his hands he is straightening up and setting off quite quickly to catch up with his nan further ahead. The old man fortunately has pre-emptied the boys movement, as he can see where the boy aims to speed off to... but instead of adjusting his trajectory to avoid a collision, he extends his hip outwards, as in a body check, to directly enter the path of the boy. The boy doesnt even see the old man, and is knocked backwards from the force of the collision before he even knows what he has hit, and lands on his back on the pavement. The old man continues his walk as if the sudden change of direction and subsequent collision were always part of his planned perambulation. The old man expresses no emotion, no sentiment as a result of the impact or the reactions thereof. The boy begins to cry still stunned and disoriented, and now a block away from his grandma.

I saw this on my walk home tonight. I just thought Id mention it.