I read this story and, I'm not sure if there is something wrong with me, I'm just jaded or if this writer is just not seeing what I'm seeing. Here is the crux of the story:
One day, when I was a little girl, my mom sensed I was in danger. We lived in the country outside of the big city, a special area that seemed to stand still through time. Every day I walked to school — a three-room school house — with my friends, their older siblings, and my collie, Lassie by my side. Most of my kindergarten days were uneventful, except for this one. My life would be at risk and my mom knew it hours before it happened. Her intuition saved my life.
Like most days, I was supposed to walk home with the same friends I walked to school with, including my beloved dog Lassie, who would sit outside until noon when I was released to go home. But on this particular day, my mom felt startled by a sense of urgency to take the short drive to pick me up. She didn’t know why, she just knew it had to be done.
She called the school and my teacher told me not to walk home that day, as my mom would be waiting for me. This news excited me because I had drawn her a picture and couldn’t wait to show it to her.
As the school bell rang, I gathered my things and started to walk outside among the other children, looking for my mom. She was parked across the street, and when she saw me, she got out of the car and waved. I began to walk towards her with my drawing held proudly in my hands, my friends not far behind me, ready to walk home without me. I looked up and met my mom’s eyes and instantly noticed they were filled with fear.
Before I could register the alarm, she sprinted towards me, lunged, and pushed me backwards. I fell, stunned, confused, and a little mad. Just then a large truck came barreling by me, striking my mom and rolling over her body. I heard screaming, and then another classmate’s mother swooped me into her arms and ran me back into the building. I couldn’t comprehend what had happened. I just remember telling my classmate’s mother that I had dropped my picture for my mommy. Please go back, and get my picture for my mommy.
And then another miracle happened. Not only did my mother survive the hit, but she endured only minor injuries. The road was gravel and the area she landed on had a lot of sand, so she was able to sink into the ground without serious injury or broken bones. Her entire body was covered from head to toe in bruises, but she was fine. I was fine. Her intuition wasn’t a fluke, a paranoid thought, or a coincidental moment of fear. It was a calling, an unexplainable force that said, “Go.” So she did. And here I am.
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Now, I read that and I think to myself that the girl would have been fine had her mom NOT come to pick her up. Her mom coming to pick her up is what almost got her killed. Here's where my logic is going with this:
As the school bell rang, I gathered my things and started to walk outside among the other children, looking for my mom. She was parked across the street, and when she saw me, she got out of the car and waved. I began to walk towards her with my drawing held proudly in my hands,...
A couple things that I take from this bit:
1. She was looking for her mother knowing her mom was coming to pick her up. Earlier she said how excited she was because she wanted to show her mom the picture. Could this have distracted her more than normal?
2. Her mom parked across the street. While the author doesn't say she normally wouldn't cross the street to walk home, it isn't clear if crossing the street would be a part of the normal way home.
3. She spots her mom across the street and begins to walk towards her oblivious to traffic. Now, this is an excited Kindergartener so this doesn't sound out of place to me but again, if the mother wasn't across the street, if the child wasn't extra excited to have her mom pick her up after school, and if the normal way home didn't include her crossing the street, then would she have been in that exact spot?
The next section...
... my friends not far behind me, ready to walk home without me...[My mom] sprinted towards me, lunged, and pushed me backwards. I fell, stunned, confused, and a little mad. Just then a large truck came barreling by me, striking my mom...
Here is the other part that makes me wonder if the mother's actions didn't cause the near accident. It clearly states that her friends were "not far behind her" when she started towards her mom. It also clearly states that her mother "pushed [her] backwards" saving her from being struck by the truck. It doesn't state anywhere that any of her friends were injured by this truck or even if they had come close to being injured by this truck. Since they were behind her and she was thrown backwards, it seems reasonable that her friends were in an area where they were not in danger of being struck by said truck.
It is my opinion then that had the author been with her friends and starting to walk home as she normally would have been, the truck would have posed no threat to her. However, with her mother coming to pick her up, parking across the street, and waiving to her daughter rather than walking across the street to get her led her overly excited daughter to place herself in danger thus requiring the mother to almost get herself killed in order to save the author.
To me it feels more like a self fulfilling prophecy rather than a miracle. The mother felt her daughter was in danger and by trying to protect her put her in the exact kind of danger she was trying to save her from.