I recently witnessed a movement. The teenagers ran along a frozen lake, and the grandmother who stood on the shore mocked them what the light was on. Here the ice broke, and one boy failed, and the others ran away instantly. And only the grandmother rushed to the boy and grabbed him with a clutch for the cap. Then she fell on the ice and began to run out to the shore, dragging a guy behind her. While I and a couple of other witnesses were running to the shore, she had already pulled out the victim and walked over him, waving with her stick. Grandma in the 80s. The Hero!