I got down from the upper bunk and went to the conductor. I calmly explained, without raising my voice, that the lower seat is mine according to the ticket, that I willingly gave it up, but that now I can no longer rest because the lady refuses to supervise her child.
The conductor entered the compartment, checked the tickets, glanced briefly at the woman, and said firmly:
**I gave up my lower seat on the train to a woman with a child, but soon I regretted my kind gesture**
— Ma’am, you have seats in the upper compartment. Please take your seats according to the purchased tickets.
The woman tried to protest, but the conductor was unyielding. Finally, sighing, she climbed up, taking her son with her, and I stretched out again, finally, on my lower bunk.
For the first time in several days, I fell asleep peacefully, without guilt and without pity.
Since then, I have firmly promised myself: I will never sacrifice my comfort for those who do not know how to respect the efforts and peace of others.
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