A girl with leg braces.

Usually I take the local bus to go to the office. In the morning, at the bus stop I often see a girl with leg braces. She - maybe 12 or 13 years old? - uses leg braces and canes, and seems to have great difficulty to walk or go up the steps. Though she must be quite accustomed to using them - for I have seen her in that condition for years - we adult passengers can't help but feeling nervous to see her stumbling to get into a bus.
But there is one good thing. The girl takes bus on an another route so I always look her getting into the bus from the bus stop. It's a busy route and usually the buses are rather crowded, all seats are taken. But when she gets into the bus I can see someone stand up to gives his or her seat to her, always. And I feel that the people who are on the bus or waiting another bus at the bus stop have some sympathies caring about the girl.　
I like this small, momentary sympathy in the public place.