From Hidden Brain Media, I'm Shankarvedanthem. This is my unsung hero, stories where one person reached

out to help another in a time of need.

My unsung hero is the kind stranger who helped me get to my grandfather's funeral.

And he just says, today you tomorrow me.

Thank you very much for changing my life. In 2003, Majid Haji moved his family from Iran to a small town in Washington State.

And for many reasons, most important things, things money I had to find a job right away.

While walking through town one day his son pointed out a poster that advertised a job for a bus driver.

And my son told me that they want driver, you are a good driver, let's go for that.

I called that number and we went to the interview as a matter of fact with my son because my English level

Wasn't that good for communicating with people that days.

We went to the interview, they said,

they said, okay, we're looking for the driver,

as long as you pass the training session,

which was one month long, and passed the driving test, you are okay.

Madheed went to the training every day and passed all the written portions.

At the end of the month came the most important exam, the actual

driving test. I already was under lots of pressure in very high anxiety level because of the job was not just job for me it was a kind of a

very important point to bring money so fast to our saving bank which was going down very fast, faster than I tout.

And then I'm getting more anxious and anxious, but the peak of this anxiety comes when I saw the guy was responsible for testing

us, showed up in huge motor bike, Harley Davidson, with a leather jacket, with a tattooed faces up to neck,

and with a chain and everything just cliche biker which I knew from

Hollywood movies and I say oh oh my God, I am doomed.

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