The class was alright -at one point including a not-a-drill moment when one of the younger members got a bloody nose and Joel cured him. Good thing he was there, our first aid knowledge is not precisely large.
In case of emergency, point and say "Ha-ha!"
After the class, the sensei and a few of us remained to chat, and Joel told us about how a lot of people were ungrateful or downright hostile towards paramedics.
"I earn more than you do, you jerks."
He said that nobody got into an ambulence for the awesome paycheck, and that he was lucky if he slept more than four hour a day. Then we surprised him: We had all pooled a little money to give him as payment for the class, and the sensei gave it to him, a little over 100 U.S. dollars.
All yours, buddy.
The poor guy held his tears all the way as I gave him a ride home. When we arrived, he said that he had spent his last money of the month in a very expensive book for his classes at Uni and that this money was a blessing.
It was very moving to see that good things happen to good people, if you give them a little time.
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