What is the climax of the story "little things are big"? it was late after midnight on the night before memorial day. and here i was, hours past midnight, and the white lady with the baby in her arm, a suitcase and two white children badly needing someone to her. i am ever faced with an occasion like that again, i am going to offer my regardless of how the offer is going to be i pushed by her like i saw nothing as if i were insensitive to her needs. i was like a rude animal walking on two legs just moving