It was
a rainy night in New Orleans; At a bus station in the town, I watched a young
girl weeping, As her baggage was taken down. It seems she'd lost her ticket,
Changing buses in the night. She begged them not to leave her there, With no
sign of help in sight.
The
bus driver had a face of stone, And his heart was surely the same.
"Losing
your ticket's like losing cash money,"He said, and left her in the rain. Then an old Indian man stood up, And blocked the driver's way And would not
let him pass before, He said what he had to say.
"How
can you leave that girl out there? Have you no God to fear? You know she had
a ticket. You can't just leave her herewhere she doesn't have
a friend. You will meet your schedule,But what will come
of her in the end?"The driver showed no sign, That he'd heard or even
caredabout the young girl's problem, Or how her travels fared.
So the
old gentleman said, "For her fare I'll pay. I'll give her a little money, To
help her on her way."He went and bought the ticket, And helped
her to her place, And helped her put her baggage, In the overhead
luggage space."How can I repay," she said, "The kindness you've shown
tonight? We're strangers who won't meet again, A mere "thank you" doesn't
seem right."
He said,
"What goes around comes around.This I've learned with time -- What you
give, you always get back;What you sow, you reap in kind.Always
be helpful to others,And give what you can spare;For by being
kind to strangers,We may help angels unaware."
~ Author Unknown ~
"DO NOT WAIT
FOR EXTRAORDINARY CIRCUMSTANCES TO DO GOOD,
TRY TO USE ORDINARY
SITUATIONS"
--Jean Paul Richter
"KINDNESS IN
WORDS CREATES CONFIDENCE, KINDNESS IN THINKING CREATES PROFOUNDNESS, KINDNESS
IN GIVING CREATES LOVE"
