The Little Things
I baked muffins for the young man who cut a portion
of my yard and would not take any money.
He said how good they tasted.
I went to the grocery store for an older neighbor couple
during a snowstorm when they were afraid to drive.
They were grateful for the food.
I took a special pastry to the gentleman in the neighborhood
on his 90th birthday when he was not expecting it.
He smiled and said he liked sweets.
I prepared lunch for the carpet-layers as they worked in the heat
and had forgotten to bring lunch with them.
They ate like hungry children.
I took drinks to the trash men on a hot afternoon in summer heat
when they looked so exhausted from the humidity.
They drank it like men never having water.
I took homemade chicken noodle soup, crackers, and cheese
on a lady in an auto accident, temporarily confined to a wheelchair.
She liked the taste of something she had not prepared.
I send a special card to a lady in the neighborhood
who was facing her husband's first birthday after his passing.
She thanked me for being sensitive.
I had a "thank you" lunch for the ladies who had helped with food
after my knee surgery and the following convalescence.
They had a good time of fellowship.
I baked brownies for the plumbers I always called with problems
when they did not charge me for a service call.
They appreciated the recognition.
I spent the afternoon with a friend who had lost a close family member
when she had no one else with whom to share her hurts.
She felt the freedom to cry and felt better.
I sent a special card to a lady whom I had known for years
when she faced the first Christmas without her husband.
She knew that I truly understood her situation.
I stopped and thanked the custodian at the busy local hospital
when he was mopping the dirty footprints from the hall.
He stood up straighter and seemed so pleased.
I prepared a meal for a friend who works many long, hard hours
when she came home weary from being on her feet.
We enjoyed the meal together and talked.
I thanked the checkout lady at the grocery store cash register
when she totaled my bill and gave me change.
She was pleased that someone appreciated her.
I read a poem by Sandy Ezrine when she shared her thoughts
about not waiting to do the big things for others.
I was a better person for it.
~Carol Goodman Heizer
I typed this just to share bout the story of the writer. I read it from 20th Anniversary Edition of "Chicken Soup for the Soul". She tells people that every little things you do may make the others and you happy. Giving a card, saying "thank you", spending your time with your friend, etc., can cheer the people around and you up or smile a little.
Unanticipatedly, I had a feeling of writing down the things that make me happy.
These are the things that make me happy today :
Apologised to E-Lyn's dad cos I was late.
(he did not get mad)
Spoke to teachers with great ardor.
(they taught me everything they knew)
Understood Add Maths easily.
(but I'm not sure that I can do it without referring)
Finished my homework earlier.
(while the others were still rushing to finished it)
Brought my "Chicken Soup for the Soul" to school.
(intended to finish a few topics of it)
Planned for an outing with friends.
(decided to go Midvalley this Sat)
Had fun teasing friends.
(sorry and hope you guys wouldn't mind)
Learnt a new vocabulary.
("ardor" is the word)
Took a almost 3 hours nap.
(I'm a pig)
Did not waste my time on waiting my dinner.
(just a few minutes and I got mine and brother's dinner)
I think I might left out some of them, but these were enough for me to smile or feel a little bit happy. (or perhaps I'm an optimist?) Thank god for giving me this chance to feel happy.
Nevertheless, there were something that made me felt a little depression in the night. Brandon got pissed off cos I assumed that he was busy. wtf?! But it's okay, I know people, people get bored of people easily.
A month back, we were having fun chatting, talking on the phone and sharing the thoughts, but now, everything has changed. He will never talk to me first, and I'm afraid to take the first step, cos I don't want to interrupt him and let him feel getting irritated. And he ended up getting pissed off eventually. He said he doesn't like my negative thinking, he doesn't like me assuming him that he was busy. Okay, fine now.
I sneered(?) a little and finally I figured out one thing:
He got bored of me.
I know he won't read this or even if he does, I don't mind.
You will do whatever to please someone you like and you won't get pissed off even he/she does something you thought you can't accept at the first place.
BUT, if you will get pissed off when someone you dislike does anything, ANYTHING. Anything he/she does will irritates you and you feel like punching him/her in the face.
And now I know, even a message like "it's okay if you're busy, you can tell me after your exams." will pissed someone off.
I think I have to get rid of him and never go back, but I promised him to stay with him no matter what. I don't want to break the promise. Brandon, can you don't do this to me again?
And just to share, I received my fish eye lens, like finally!
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| First selfie using my macro lens. :B |
It's hard to notice the difference of the photos between the normal camera and the photos after adding the macro lens, but I did notice the difference and it made myself look better in the photo.
Going to stop here. Ciao~
"What this world needs is a new kind of army - the army of the kind."
~Cleveland Amory
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