A friend of mine told me a story once of how she always wanted a Swatch. Actually, it was part of a series of sadder life stories that I couldn’t forget (There are, of course, happy stories as well). I’m a softie like that.
When Cecile started doing her Swatch promos on Chuvaness.com, I thought of my Momma Di. I BBM’d Cecile and she quickly set aside a Swatch in Momma Di’s favourite colour.
It was a small kindness that made another person very happy. I know this because Momma Di has had three facebook profile photos already highlighting the Swatch.
Last month, Momma Di rounded up some of the teachers from where I used to work to throw me a small birthday gathering. It was really sweet of her.
I love my friends. After all, “friends are the family you choose for yourself.”
Yesterday, after the dinner with Chuckie Dreyfus, Cecile gave everyone loot bags containing products that are usually associated with Chuckie.
When I got home, I gave the tubes of toothpaste and the bars of soap to the help. Though I’m sure they appreciated it, they are used to getting random things from me and it was just one of those days for us.
Today, I gave the Birch Tree boxes to the tindera (storekeeper) at the sari-sari store (convenience store). The tindera gave birth to a baby boy a few months ago and she brings the baby to work. He looks a bit on the thin side, if you ask me. And thin is not a look that babies can pull off.
What took me by surprise was the look on her face when I told her the boxes were for her, for her baby. Her gratitude made my heart float and sink at once. She was so happy to receive something that I thought was so menial. I didn’t know how I should be feeling. She thanked me. I responded accordingly and walked away.
It’s amazing how sometimes things that we take for granted can bring so much happiness to other people. I’m not talking about the National Children’s Hospital, Womens’ State Penitentiary or Fabella Hospital. I’m sure they appreciate all the help they receive.
I’m definitely not talking about street kids and those beggars that are probably part of some large syndicate operation. I’ve seen Oliver Twist. I know all about Bill Sikes, Fagin, Monks and the Artful Dodger.
I was thinking more along the lines of the tindera with the newborn baby at the sari-sari store you frequent or the attendant at your favourite Ministop that comes from the rural areas of The Philippines and is taking care of his parents and paying for his brother’s education. I’m talking about people that you often come across but never bother to know.
I guess what I’m trying to get at is to keep them in mind when you have a little extra or something that you might not need or want. You might just make someone’s day today.