My Warm Bowl of Chicken Soup
I got my warm serving of chicken soup as I was walking towards my workplace this morning. A homeless guy was sitting along a corner of a sidewalk. The moment I saw him, I was hesitant to walk across his area for fear that he might be out of his mind and do something to me. (Because of everything that I hear on the news everyday, it’s a little difficult for me to trust people especially when their appearances say otherwise.) But still, I figured, what can he do to me? I might not be that strong but I can run as fast as speedy gonzalez. So, I walked towards his direction. He looked at me. Not knowing how else to react, I smiled. He said "thank you." I then put on a quizzical look: "thank me? for what?" He goes: "Thank you for your smile. It made my day!"
My heart was crushed. Here I was thinking that he was some looney, trashy…a bad person. Inasmuch as my smile made his day, his "thank you" made my day as well.
November 1st, 2006 at 2:52 am
Hello Gracia, this is a very nice, inspiring story.