Who here doesn’t love when a stranger does something kind like opening a door for them? I know some people don’t, but I for one love that. About a week ago it was raining while I was at school. I had a hood, but didn’t want to use it, because I love the rain. It just makes me feel so fresh.
Anyways, I was walking to my last class when I heard someone behind me say “Why don’t girls carry umbrellas?” I thought whoever said it was talking to a friend or something, but then I realized no more raindrops were falling on me. I looked up and saw some random person I had never even seen before holding an umbrella over me. I told him he didn’t have to do that, but it didn’t bother him. He walked with me up until I was under one of the sheds in the hallway. Before I could even say “thank you” he had left.
How had someone I’d never even noticed before become my superhero? For days it bothered me that I didn’t even know his name. Even now, if I saw him again I’d thank him right away and ask for his name, so I could properly thank him.
For some reason, where I live I find it rare for stuff like that to happen. I couldn’t stop smiling that day. As I write this, I’m still smiling. It’s mystical how one small deed can make such a difference.
I’m sure we all do small things like opening doors for people and other stuff like that, but the more we do it, the more people begin to think of it as normal. Now that, would be something. I’m not saying we shouldn’t be thankful, because we should, but shouldn’t it also just be a norm to be polite? We can do so much more than we actually believe.