Seems that my very young cousin J.V. is very active these days. He has the energy that can keep himself going and going. He can jump. He can dance. He can talk kiddie language. He can run ... But today, running had to be tagged with the word 'caution.' I went along with my relatives to Costco so they can shop for some groceries. At first, J.V. stayed put on the cart, but he couldn't resist wanting to get off of it. So my cousins didn't mind him walking. But he ran and ran wherever he could go to explore new things in his surroundings. Then there were carts going opposite directions in an intersection. He was about to get injured seriously within less than 2 feet, but I definitely won't want that to happen. I chased after J.V. and as he crossed, I grabbed him and we almost slid together on the floor afterwards. It's good to know that he was OK although we ended up in some awkward position of sorts. The onlookers smiled in amazement and held a sigh of relief. It was an awesome moment and I'm glad to have been there when the timing had to be right. It would've been a tragic situation. Last time I played a "hero" of sorts was when I performed CPR on my grandfather who had a fatal heart attack.
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