Share Your Stories: Acts of Kindness
A little bit of care can go a long way. So let's spread the love! Share a story about an act of kindness you've witnessed. It doesn't matter how big or small; it all makes a difference! Who knows? Maybe the story you share will inspire someone today.
Yesterday, several friends and I discovered that our vehicle had been broken into. All of our bags had been stolen, along with our laptops, phones, and a ton of important papers and documents. We gave up all hope of seeing our stuff again. But later that night, I received an email from a teenage girl. She had found our bags in a dumpster behind her parents' store. Instead of leaving them, she spent her evening digging our stuff out of the trash, sorting it out, and looking for a way to get it back to us. Our phones and computers were gone, but she saved months worth of work that would have been impossible to replace. Thanks to this girl's willingness to help strangers, we managed to get back almost everything that was stolen, as well as find some new information about the crime. She also reminded me that while there are bad people in this world, there are an awful lot of good people out there, too. I will never forget how much this stranger did for us.
Just a simple act not as striking as your experience - what a girl
I was just about to cut the front lawn at the beginning of the season and not looking forward to it as grass had grown thick over the winter.
A man cutting grass verges for the council drove up in his little tractor and asked me if I wanted the lawn cutting (free).
It took him a few minutes - helped me a lot and was an act which would guarantee to restore my faith in human kindness.
A few years ago I was sitting in a tram (some kind of subway) and I was telling my friends how I wished the world was beautiful. Not pink with flowers and stuff, I said (that was what my friends thought I mend with beautiful), but beautiful in the eyes of every person. A woman who sat behind me gave me a little match box and left the tram. I opened it and found a shell with a pearl-like bead glued in it and a note saying 'do you know you are a pearl in the hands of God?' I'm not Christian but it really meant a lot to me. I still have it, I keep it in my treasure box. I'll upload a picture tomorrow.
I was on my way home from Czech Republic, I was dragging my super large suitcase-that I never could actually lift on my own. I took train, and there is few times that I had to drag this suitcase up the stairs to the platform. it was VERY HEAVY. it was full of my stuffs-my mom packed it with so much stuff because I won't be coming back to my home country for awhile and those stuffs are the stuffs she brought from home.
I only had four minutes from one train to another, and I was so anxious if I would be late. There isn't much people around, and most of them are old ladies. Then there was this teenage boy passing by, he immediately stopped, ran to me and carried my suitcase for me. After I said my gratitude he just smiled and said its not a big deal, then he left. It might be a small thing for him, but to me it meant a lot because I really want to get on my train on time. Couldn't make it alone within 4 minutes transfer time. Plus, my boyfriend had waited for me for more than an hour in the arrival train station, since my previous train was also late due to the same reason.
I like the buzz I get when giving a homeless person some change for whatever it is they want/need. I remember the 1st time I gave to a female, she was quite young and but was told off by a stranger. But in my head I thought she might need to buy some tampons someday.
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