One day in summer vacation, I was in the chemist’s shop with my son who is fifteen years old. My son is talkative and his dream is becoming a famous speaker. So he loves engaging with strangers in public if they are friendly and safe. That day he said “Hi” to a kid and began a pleasant conversation. The kid called Jack was wearing the uniform of the senior high school my son would attend next month so I pointed that out to my son. When we were leaving. Jack said, “See you at school.”
On the first day of school, Jack, who was in Senior Two, greeted my son at the school gate. They soon became good friends. When I went to pick up my son after school, they walked out side by side. Jack’s mother stopped her car, too. However, as I was packing my car with groceries, I found my son’s new uniforms were missing and we felt extremely anxious. Seeing the scene like this, Jack’s mother constantly comforted us. She drove up behind me and promised to offer me a bag of uniforms that no longer fitted her son. She gave me those clothes for nothing! I was overjoyed and I went and picked them up from her the next afternoon.
This may seem like a small kindness to some people but for me it is huge! I have been stressing quite a lot about the cost of uniforms for school. We are attempting to start a business with no capital and have financial difficulties at the moment. I also suffer from severe depression and anxiety and have had the really worst year in my life. I cannot even begin to explain how much I appreciate this small gesture from a complete stranger. It has relieved a bit of a burden from my shoulders. You never know when the small kindnesses, even simply a smile on the street, can be incredibly uplifting to a complete stranger
I asked Jack’s mother for her contact information, and in the following days we kept in touch, and gradually we became good friends, too.
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I decided to invite Jack and his mother to dinner at home,
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Years later, as Jack was graduating, his mother invited us to her home in return.
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The continuous knock on the door brought me quickly from my kitchen. I hurried to answer.
We had just moved into the neighbourhood and I couldn’t imagine who it would be. Opening the door, I saw an old man dressed in dirty clothing. From his hand hung a torn plastic (塑料制的) bag.
“Can I help you?” I asked, hoping he had the wrong address.
“Would you like to buy some fresh garden vegetables?” he said.
“Are they from your garden?” Looking inside his bag, I saw mostly dirt, with several carrots.
“Yes.” His voice was soft. “And I can get some apples from a tree in my yard. Would you like some of those too?”
My heart softened, and I wondered if he really needed the bit of money he was asking for his produce.
I asked him in. “Please step inside and I’ll get my wallet.”
The next day, he knocked at our door again. This time, my little four-year-old Heidi got there first. “Oh, hello. Would you like to come in for tea?”
Without hesitating, the old man stepped inside and held out a broken basket with several apples resting at the bottom.
“You might like to make a pie,” he said.
There was no mistaking the wistful (渴望的) look in his eye.
We sat at the kitchen table and drank our tea. Great excitement at hosting a visitor was obvious in my three children’s never-ending stream of questions. “What is your name? Where do you live? Why are your clothes so dirty?”
The homeless-looking man laughed as he answered each question. His name was Mr. Locket and he lived around the corner. His wife had passed away several years before, and his children lived far away. He was lonely. His need for companionship ( 交往) had sent him door to door under the ruse (计策) of selling fruit and vegetables. Ours was the only door opened to him that day.
Finally, the cookies were gone and he rose to his feet. On his way to the door, he turned and offered us a cheerful smile and a wave goodbye. He had promised to return tomorrow, and I knew what I wanted to do.
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The next day, the children excitedly waited for his visit.
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The next day, we found a basket sitting on the step.
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The whole class burst out laughing as Mohi rushed into the classroom. He was a strange sight. His half-buttoned white shirt revealed a red striped pajama(睡衣), and instead of white school shoes, he had on a pair of bright green sandals(凉鞋) that were two sizes too big.
Mohi said in a low voice, “Sorry, teacher,” and ran hurriedly to his seat. Mr. Tan glared at the rest of the students. The laughter quickly died down. Mohi’s classmates always looked forward to Mondays. They would be entertained by Mohi’s late arrival and his odd appearance which usually included inappropriate clothing.
Mohi lived just a street away from the school. He walked to school daily. Students passing by in buses would yell his name together just to see him jump and stop in his tracks. When he spotted the merry bunch in the bus, he would wave good-naturedly. Although Mohi was likable, he was too lost in his own thoughts to make friends. His classmates found him amusing but they ignored him most of the time. Only Hamed, who sat next to Mohi, tried to be his friend.
The following Monday, Mohi did not turn up at school. His classmates were a little disappointed but quickly forgot about him. After school, Hamed decided to walk over to Mohi’s house to check on him. As he approached the gate, he could hear violin music. Mohi must be listening to music, he thought. The gate was not locked. Hamed let himself in. He called Mohi’s name a few times but there was no response. The music played on. Hamed looked in through a window. His eyes widened in surprise. In the middle of the living room, Mohi was playing the violin. His eyes were closed in concentration as he drew the bow over the strings expertly. He played perfectly, so much so that it sounded like a recording. Hamed left quietly. When Teacher’s Day came around, Hamed had a plan.
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It was the tradition of the school to have a concert for the teachers.
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Mohi became a hit and had many fans in his final year of school.
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For my fourteenth birthday, my mom offered to take me and my several friends to the city nearest our small town to visit a mall, go shopping, eat pizza in the food court, and then catch a movie. Afterward, we would all return to my house for a party. It was just the kind of celebration that a teenage girl expected.
When it was time to climb aboard the bus and ride together to my home out in the country, Nora didn’t show up. I felt confused. Then I felt mad. Why didn’t she tell me she couldn’t make it? Why would she tell me she’d come to the party and then back out without letting me know? I decided to call Nora and get some answers.
Nora explained that she’d had to stay home from school because she had gotten sick. She couldn’t ride the bus home with me and my other friends or join us at the shopping mall for food-court pizza and a movie because she had been too sick to come to school.
Nora began crying on the phone, hurt and surprised that I was angry with her. Moments later, her mother called back. Angrily, she told me how much I’d hurt her daughter, how much Nora had wanted to join us, and that she had been the one to change Nora’s plans when she didn’t allow her to go to school sick that day.
I seldom gave Nora or her absence from our festivities another thought. At school on Monday, I found it easy to avoid her since she and I had no classes together. For the rest of the school year, we seldom spoke, and I forgot about my hurtful call with Nora as time went by.
The next year I started at the high school, with twice as many students as my middle school. I made some new friends and kept some old ones. Maybe I glanced at Nora with a small smile once in a while as we passed in the halls, but our friendship had been relegated (使降级) to the past. It happened sometimes, and I shrugged it off (不予理睬).
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Years later, Facebook suggested Nora as an online friend for our similarities.
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I wrote an apology letter to Nora.
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Jenny was a pretty five-year-old girl. One day when she and her mother were checking out at a grocery store, Jenny saw a pretty plastic pearl necklace. “Oh please, Mommy. Can I have it? Please!” Quickly the mother checked its price. “It costs a dollar and ninety-five cents. That’s almost $2. If you really want it, I’ll think about some extra housework for you to earn more money. Besides, your birthday is only a week later and you might get another dollar bill from your grandma.”
Jenny worked very hard, and sure enough, her grandma gave her a brand-new dollar bill on her birthday. Soon Jenny had enough money to buy the necklace. Jenny loved her pearls. They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She wore them everywhere — Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed.
Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to tell her a story. One night when he finished the story, he asked Jenny, “Do you love me?”
“Oh yes, Daddy. You know I love you.”
“Then give me your pearls.”
“Oh, Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess — the white horse from my collection. She’s my favorite.”
“That’s okay, Honey. Daddy loves you. Good night.” And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.
About a week later, after the story time, Jenny’s daddy asked again, “Do you love me?”
“Of course, Daddy.”
“Then give me your pearls.”
“Oh, Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my new doll. She is so beautiful.”
“That’s okay. Sleep well, little one. Daddy loves you.” And as usual, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.
A few nights later, when the daddy came in, he noticed her hands were closed and trembling (颤抖) and one silent tear was rolling down her cheek. “What is it, Jenny? What’s the matter?”
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“Here, Daddy. It’s for you.”
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Jenny’s kind daddy reached out his hand and took the pearl necklace.
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The e-mail request came in to Ekiben restaurant in Baltimore late on a Thursday afternoon in March: tempura broccoli(天妇罗花椰菜). The man who sent the e-mail didn't actually want the food itself. He was writing on behalf of his mother-in-law, who adored the dish. He went on to explain that she was now in the final stages of lung cancer at her home in Vermont and that he was hoping to get the recipe to make it for her there.
Steve Chu, one of the Asian restaurant's co-owners, read the e-mail and quickly replied with an alternative suggestion. "Thanks for reaching out." he wrote. "We'd like to meet you in Vermont and make it fresh for you."
Brandon Jones, the son-in-law, was shocked. He e-mailed back, saying, "You do know that this is Vermont we're talking about, right?" said Brandon. But Steve responded, "No problem. You tell us the date, time, and location and we'll be there."
For the past six years, every time Brandon's mother-in-law visited Baltimore, the first place she wanted to go was Ekiben so she could have that broccoli. "I really wanted her to have it one more time," Brandon said.
"She had always told us, 'When I'm on my deathbed, I want to have that broccoli,'" recalled Brandon's wife. Rina Jones.
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That Friday after work, a day after receiving Brandon's e-mail, Chu and his team were ready to set off. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
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As soon as the door was opened, the mother recognized the amazing smell as well as Chu and his coworkers. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
When Evan was 13, he wanted to have a dog. His mom Octavia refused since raising a dog would need lots of attention and care.
The boy once joined the Forest Exploration club of his school where Octavia taught. And the mother was in charge of the club. One morning, guided by Octavia, Evan and his schoolmates went hiking in a forest. During the hike, some purple flowers caught Evan’s eye. Evan thought those beautiful flowers could surely impress his mother. So he walked to the riverside secretly to pick those flowers. Unfortunately, Evan got separated from the group and got lost.
He anxiously kept walking, hoping he could catch up with the group. Suddenly, a dog appeared. At first, Evan thought it might be a wolf, so he tensed and stood there still. When the dog got closer, he saw its tail wagging (摇摆) gently.
“Oh, buddy. You scared me,” he said, petting the dog. “You must be a stray (走失的) dog, huh?” The dog looked at him with the most sincere expression. Evan wanted to find his way home, not only for himself but also for the animal. Therefore, he walked again. The moment Octavia realized Evan was gone, she and others began looking for Evan desperately, but in vain.
It was getting darker and colder. Evan discovered a cave. He went inside and made a fire to keep warm. He knew his mom and other schoolmates must have been searching the forest for him. “Buddy, let’s wait here and see if we can hear my group calling,” Evan told the dog. And they sat near each other. Before long, Evan fell asleep.
At some point, he heard the sound of animal growling (低声吼叫) and noticed the dog at the entrance of their shelter. The dog was growling at something that Evan couldn’t see well. But there was another animal growling back. Evan wiped his eyes and tried to see what made the dog so alert and angry. He then saw a big fox, and said to himself, “Thank goodness! I’m not alone!” But he was still frightened. The fox moved forward, wanting to attack Evan.
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Without stepping back, the brave dog continued barking, ready to attack the fox.
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“It’s my mom! Let’s go!” Evan excitedly told the dog and ran to Octavia.
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