A fingernail file – a simple, instrument for filing one’s fingernails. They come in various lengths, shapes and sizes. Just a simple fingernail file.
As you know, the Holiday Season is once again behind us. But while the Holiday season brings out the good in most of us, it also brings out the bad in some.
For example, a friend of mine, an older lady, was walking through the parking lot of one of the big box stores at Christmas headed into the store. Just as she got to the sidewalk in front of the store, she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. A young man ran by, grabbed her purse, shoving her down in the process. After spending months in the hospital, she was left with her husband doing everything for her. He bathes her, dresses her, helps her walk, does the cooking, cleaning and everything else she used to do. The young man was never caught and I’m sure never thinks of the heartache he caused this family.
Could that incident have been prevented? Maybe – maybe not.
A fingernail file – an innocent-looking instrument with which to file one’s nails. Is that all it is or is it more?
Could this simple little fingernail file save a person’s life? Yes, it can. And the question that just popped into your mind is “How?” How can something that small and simple save someone’s life. I know – because it saved mine on Nov. 9, 1983.
Let me tell you about that day. I was headed to work on that particular morning and when I went to get into my car, the tire was flat. Next, I thought I’d swing into my local fast food drive-up and grab a quick cup of coffee to go. It wasn’t quick and before I managed to pull out of the parking lot, I’d spilled the entire cup. No, I wasn’t the lady who put the cup between her legs. Finally, I got to my parking lot, got out of my car and started walking towards the building where I work. But, before I managed to get out of the lot, the local flasher chose me as his audience – he wasn’t cute and I was not having a good day.
I did manage to make it through the rest of the day and at 5 o’clock picked up my purse to head home breaking a fingernail in the process. At that precise moment, I didn’t know it but my luck had changed. I took out my fingernail file – a rather long one about eight inches in length – and as I walked back towards my car, I began to repair my nail.
My route was through the skywalk to a city garage, where I would take the stairs down to the street level, out the door and on to my car.
This particular evening, as I started through the door, a well-dressed gentleman was coming through from the other side. He smiled, nodded hello and stepped back, holding the door to allow me passage through. I said, “Thank you” and walked through.
I guess you could say fate has a way of taking care of the stupid.
I remember an arm grabbing me around my neck, my hand flew backwards out of pure fright and my simple little fingernail file, that innocent-looking little instrument, found home.
I’m sorry guys, I know how this must pain you, but when my little fingernail file found home, it had a conversation with the family jewels and as an added bonus, my hand just automatically twisted before I could turn loose.
No, he was never caught either. But today, I can still walk by myself, dress myself and do all the things I did on Nov. 9, 1983.
I guess you could say that with all the bad luck I’d had that day, fate smiled down on me and put that fingernail file in my hand so I’d have something to fight back with.
Our own personal safety is up to each of us. There are many self-defense courses a person can take. And there are weapons, such as guns, you could use. The problem with guns is once you aim it at someone you have to follow through and pull the trigger. The thing most people can’t do is shoot to kill. That’s required.
Since this incident, I have taken Karate. When I’m by myself, I carry a can of Bear Repellent and I have a permit to carry a loaded weapon which I do – several. Would I ever use them? My answer is yes. My life is important to me. It’s important to my mom and dad, my brother, my son, and all the people who know me.
You, however, are free to choose. You can let yourself be the victim or, if you find you can’t do the self-defense courses or you can’t carry something lethal to protect yourself with, you can take with you a fingernail file – that simple instrument for filing one’s fingernails. Maybe, just maybe Lady Luck will smile on you, too.