Yup, I have been doing the Random Acts of Kindness again. Yesterday morning the father and son from the “Syrian resettlement” family was on the radio. Their English was broken, but they came across the air waves as wonderful people. The son was 13 years old, the same as my eldest son. I felt for him as he described terrorists “taking” his town. He’s a normal kid, from a troubled country. He had no say in where he was born or the conflict going on there. I decide I’m going to welcome them to their new home. I try to find out more about the family, and now know the approximate ages of the other children. The lad is getting Lego Technics – my own 13 year old says it’s a decent gift, and he’s an expert on being a teenage lad afterall. The daughter have a pink kitten TY […]
A few days ago I tidied up the garage, this reminded me my old bike was just collecting dust. We pumped up the tyres, gave it a bit of chain oil to make it usable and I wrote a note saying “free bike – needs TLC but works” then I left it outside. It wasn’t dumped, I could still see it from the garden. Hopefully the new owner will get a lot of mileage out of it.
I have decided that I am no longer afraid. I’m not going to live in fear of things I can’t change. In fact, sod the bad people, I’m going to be happy. I’ve decided I’m going to fight back in a pacifist way. I’ve been being deliberately kind to strangers. Regardless of nationalities, religion or skin colour. If I can help I’m going to try. I’m calling it random acts of kindness. Today’s #RAoK was trying to get a lost dog back to his people. The last few days I’ve seen several (at least 30) A4 home printed flyers stuck everywhere there was space. This family clearly were missing their little Jack Russell. So I was at home minding my own business and the local radio had a traffic report that said their was a dog in a main road nearby.
Yesterday I was walking through town, minding my own business and a homeless guy said “can you spare some change please?” I hesitated and considered just saying “sorry but no” like I often do but he looked at me and smiled. I shake my purse and grab some silver coins, it’s not a lot but he genuinely seemed happy. I say “sorry it’s not much lovely” and he said something like “it all helps, and at least you didn’t ignore me.” It was a bit chilly, and I’m honestly nervous about giving homeless or other street people money as one local man always lies, so I say to the young chap on the floor “fancy a cuppa?” His face! “Yes please, a coffee with 4 sugars miss.”
Earlier this week a dear blogger buddy wrote on social media she had forgotten to buy her son his normal advent calendar. This wouldn’t sound a problem to most parents but I realised my friend was rather upset and I was determined to get a Lego Star Wars advent calendar to her son somehow! View image | gettyimages.com I had been trying every website I knew, both for instore and online stocks. All sold out. I wanted to give up as I felt I might not be able to sort this…. But I am far too stubborn to quit. I phoned my local radio station and explained that Lynn’s son was really upset, and I really wanted their help. My plan was to ask the local people to hand one in – maybe there was one in a small independent toy shop that I had never heard of? Maybe there […]