She may have been called something different, but there was probably a story lady, someone who read to you in school when you were little, or perhaps it was in the library or a local community center. It might have been a teenager or an older person. It might even have been a man. Oh and reading for others isn't limited to children. Reading to the blind or the elderly is pretty wonderful too. While some of these folks might be paid, many are volunteers. What an incredible act of kindness, huh? It makes me want to go read a story with someone right now.
Saturday, June 23, 2018
Yesterday I was at a restaurant and I saw a little boy - he was probably only five or six, run to the door and hold it for an elderly woman. The woman was very impressed with his kindness and so was I. When the little ones begin showing courtesy at an early age, you can bet they are going to grow up and be very kind people!
Friday, June 22, 2018
Theodor Seuss Geisel (whom we better know as Dr Seuss), must have been a very kind man. His numerous children's stories are fun, but they are also inspiring. This morning I am thinking particularly of these words from Oh, The Places You'll Go! "You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go."
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Thursday, June 21, 2018
Minutes from now I will be in the air, heading away for a few days. One thing I am always amazed by is the kindness of those who work in air travel. From the baggage handlers to the gate agents to the flight attendants to all the many folks who deal with the public at airports and in the air, it is amazing to me how they can always be so nice, especially when they encounter cranky passengers.
Wednesday, June 20, 2018
Tuesday, June 19, 2018
Monday, June 18, 2018
Since I was little, I have always been aware of the kindness of neighbors. There was a lovely lady I can recall who always was bringing over fresh bread, right out of her oven. Mom was always close to the people she lived around. Apartment living isn't always like that despite what you see on tv sitcoms. Where I currently live though there are occasional glimpses of neighborly kindness. The woman across from me once gave me some delicious banana bread. Yesterday I ran into my neighbor on the other side, returning home with a brand new crock pot. He gave me his old one!
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