Teen Creates App So Bullied Kids Never Have To Eat Alone
School lunch can be intensely lonely when you don't have anyone to sit with. A new app aims to help change that.
Isn't this a great idea?!
The way that it works is it's a free lunch-planning app where kids can find lunch tables if they feel like they have nowhere to go. Pretty much, kids can sign up as ambassadors for a Sit With Us club and agree to post open lunches so that anyone who has the app and has nowhere to go can find a table and, hopefully, make some new friends.
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Ever happened to have a stranger looking at you with eyes full of anger out of the blue? It was painful and confusing, but sure a great lesson. First thing that passed through my mind was that it must be a misunderstanding, such a look was not meant for me, but later I saw the old lady’s face changing every time she saw me, at least seven times, no more doubt that she was very angry with me. I was confused, shocked, and near anger, my brains were spinning, trying to figure out how’s and why’s but somehow managed to not show it on my face. Went home, slept a night over it and decided that I have to find a way to make peace with this lady. The very next day I bought some nice chocolate praying to see her again and when I caught sight of her, went straight to her ... Read Full Story >>
About two weeks ago, I noticed that a friend of mine who is young (in her early twenties) and pregnant with her first child is financially strapped. She had made several comments on social media about her lack of maternity clothes, and that she couldn't afford to get new ones even though she wasn't fitting in her current clothes any longer. I called her and asked if we could hang out for the day. When she arrived, I surprised her by taking her out and bought her several outfits, and then I took her to lunch. It was a good day :)
Racing home, I stopped at the supermarket and sent my son in to buy a few items. The wait was long, and my frustration bubbled under the surface. Then the cashier (it was a small supermarket with just one cashier) came out with a couple of bags and placed them behind a car. Then, sheappeared again to assist a disabled customer down the steps and back to his car, where she loaded them for him. Suddenly my frustration disappeared and I felt very grateful to live in a community where such kindnesses are commonplace.
First, some acts of kindness my fiancee and I have done recently: One sweltering hot day, we were on our way into Sam's Club to pick up something, and saw a homeless man and his dog sitting on the curb at the exit. When we left, he was walking away, but we stopped him and asked if he would like a water for himself and his pooch. He seemed so grateful for the offer, I wasn't completely sure if it was because he (or his dog) was thirsty for water, or just thirsty for compassion... it is my sincerest hope that our two measly little bottles of water helped with both that day. On another occasion, we heard through the grapevine that a friend of a friend, who happened to be a single mother of three (one of them a newborn) were displaced out of their home due to a fire in ... Read Full Story >>
I allowed myself to receive. These flowers were gifted to me by our local florist. I had placed an order with him for flowers to be delivered to a dear friend overseas. For reasons unknown to both my florist and myself, the flowers were never delivered and after multiple contacts with the overseas supplier, who kept saying "tomorrow" for days on end (with no explanation!) we canceled the order. My florist called to apologize and said he wanted to send me a bouquet of flowers to make up for the mishap. Even tho I assured him it wasn't his fault & that he didn't have any control over the mishandling of my order, he insisted he wanted to send me flowers. We went back and forth on this & finally I realized this was something that would make him feel better and that I should just say thank you and let him ... Read Full Story >>
"Are you going to Seattle?" an anxious-looking woman asked a female traveler at the Amtrak station in Sacramento. "No, I'm going to Eugene", the traveler replied. "Oh, I was hoping you could watch out for my daughter, she's never been on a train before." Now, seasoned train traveler that I am, I know that seats and cars are assigned by destination, so I approached the woman and her frightened-looking daughter and told them that her daughter could sit with me and that I would take care of her for the duration of the journey. The train had arrived, 25 minutes late, and people rushed to get their seat assignments. The conductor wanted to know if there were people traveling together, so I pushed to the front of the line with the girl and we got seats next to each other. Once on board, I showed her where to put her luggage, and ... Read Full Story >>
When the supermarket clerk tallied up my groceries, I was $12 over what I had on me. I began to remove items from the bags when another shopper handed me a $20 bill. “Please don’t put yourself out,” I told him.
“Let me tell you a story,” he said. “My mother is in the hospital with cancer. I visit her every day and bring her flowers. I went this morning, and she got mad at me for spending my money on more flowers. She demanded that I do something else with that money. So, here, please accept this. It is my mother’s flowers.”
At first, I didn't know what was happening to me, I started feeling sad, bored and empty. I told my mom about my feelings and she suggested that I should start helping others. I was confused because I didn't get how by helping others I could start feeling full and happy. So I thought I should give it a try. The next day, I went to a house called "Las niñas de Jesus". This house is a catholic house for young women that were abandoned or taken by the DIF. When I arrived I didn't know what to expect, I didn't know how to talk to them or what to talk about. I started helping them to do their homework. I started going very often and really enjoying it. One day, I met this little girl in the house of las niñas de Jesus, she started asking me about my parents, my ... Read Full Story >>
One of my online friends waited in all day for her OU (open university) parcels. It's hard to learn so far from home, and getting the box of books and resources is so exciting. :-) The tracking website said it had been delivered to a neighbor, but there wasn't a surname or house number. She had a bad leg so she couldn't go out.
Later that evening a man dropped her parcel off to her. It had been delivered to a completely different area of town but a similar road name. He was confused by the parcel slip but when he collected the parcels from his neighbor & saw it was OU he drove it straight to her. It turns out he had been an OU student too, so he knew how desperate she'd be to get them and they had a pleasant chat.
I have never forgotten the act of kindness a policeman showed me when I was about 8-9 years old back in 1969-1970. I used to wet the bed regularly as a child, and depending on how angry my mum was, I often would be sent to school with no bath and no breakfast as a punishment
On the way to school I'd often bump into this policeman from Bankstown, NSW, Australia. He would ask me, "Have you had breakfast today?" When "no" would be my answer, he'd give me a doughnut. How I loved that doughnut as I walked off to school to drink some milk and finish my breakfast. I'm now 55 years old and I still haven't forgot.
Last month as I was walking home from school I saw a little kid. He was looking for his mom and he couldn't find her.
I decided to keep walking but then I saw a person that seemed to have bad intentions. So I decided to help the little kid and we started looking at houses around there and asked for his mom. Eventually we knocked on a door and we found his mom, after nearly one hour of looking for her.
His mother thanked me for helping her child, who was only 6 years old. Later that day i felt happy when I thought about it; it was a very happy moment.
I had a wonderful day at a country show. Noticed the man selling balloons. Always feel bad for them as they stand all day in the cold, the heat or the rain… I thought ‘this is my chance for another bit of kindness’…so went up to him and asked him if he’d give some child a free balloon if I paid for it. He agreed. As I was walking away a father with a boy approached him and I could hear the conversation behind my back: ‘How much do they cost?’…’Well, nothing because someone has just paid for it for you--’Oh’…Thank you!’ Later I went to get him a cold drink-it was very hot-and took it to him to thank him for having been honest and done it. We started talking. He told me that when he was young he’d done lots for charity, especially marathons. He has now problems standing ... Read Full Story >>
A sign by the pond at the park inspired this RAOK. The sign said not to feed the birds or ducks bread as it makes them unwell and pollutes the water.
I had some bird seed already, but I bought another packet for less than $3. I also had some plastic containers I'd recycled. I packaged the seed up, wrote a note for the lid, and left them on the seats around the duck pond yesterday.
I got a nice message on my FB page from a man who found the seed, feed the pigeons and a rooster (no ducks) and is going to pay forward the kind act :-) how much better could this have gone? :-)
I felt "Oneness" on the NYC subway today... I made three new friends on the subway. Two on the trip into the city and one on the way home. Three women. One nine months pregnant, who sat next to me when my husband insisted she take his seat (she refused his offer at first). She was from Spain and we chatted the whole trip into the city. Another was a young woman from Venezuela who I sat with on the bench waiting for our train to arrive. We talked about ten minutes. Exchanged cards (gave her a Smile Card & she gave me her website card. She's a healer). The third woman came on the train on our return trip and we both smiled at each other when she sat opposite me , and a few times during the ride. I felt good energy coming from her. When she was exiting she smiled and ... Read Full Story >>
Yesterday I got a visit from a friend I haven't seen in awhile. When he was on his way over to my house, he was saying how his phone might die. I knew then, as a great friend, it would be a very good thing to give a prized possession of mine to him, as he needed it at the time more than I do.
I have this battery pack that will charge up your phone when you are out and about, and it lasts all day. So, when he got here I offered my charger for him to use, and when he was leaving, I asked him if he would like to have my battery pack and the cord that came with it, so he wouldn't have a dead cell phone the whole hour drive back home.
I really loved that thing, but at the moment I knew what I needed to do as he needed a charge more than I did, since I am always around electricity and have a other car charger for when I am out! Sometimes it is the little things! :) He was very grateful!
The morning started on a bit of a low note, but brightened considerably with a simple courtesy. Driving my son to his girlfriend's, we were following a pickup laden with firewood.
As we entered the village, he pulled over. I assumed it was his house so carried on past, and parked myself by the side of the road whilst son ran his errand. The road through this village is very narrow, room to turn only in a square at the end.
Just after I stopped, the same pick up pulled up behind me. The chap explained that he was about to unload his wood and would block the road beyond where I was.
Now he could have just left me to reverse out, but very patiently waited for me to drive all the way to end of the road to turn around before he started. Such a little gesture, but very welcome.
I repaid his kindness by helping him fling his firewood over the wall whilst I waited for my son. That was quite fun!
I was in a queue to get a ticket for a musical concert and there was a guy who was waiting also to get a ticket for the same concert. He asked me to buy a ticket with him so I agreed. Instead of giving the man back just his change, I also returned the cost of the ticket and asked him to enjoy the concert on me.
There is a lovely lady in my office who has a lot on her plate. Her husband is quadriplegic (from an accident) and has recently been in hospital for an operation. She has had her own health problems too, but every time I go into the office she is bright and smiley and has a warm greeting. Today I was the "Kindness Angel" and made this bag of goodies up, and then got my neighbour to write in the card, so she didn't recognize my handwriting. I didn't want to hand her the bag because then she would know it was me, so I wrapped it in a plastic bag to protect it from today's wild winter weather, and left it at the front door as I walked in. Well, this could have worked out well, or been a disaster... About 15 minutes later, another one of our office workers arrived and ... Read Full Story >>
I haven't been very active on KindSpring even though it is the site where I've felt the most connected over the past month or so. I believe there is a wonderful joy in sharing acts of kindness when it isn't about ego, but just the pure happiness of having the opportunity to help others. Still, this is a tough one coming from my own personal socialization. Today I did one of my favorite activities: Compassionate Clowning. On Saturdays a group of us meet up at a local hospital and do an hour and half of clowning for kids with cancer. It's one of the most strange experiences of my life. It is both deeply rewarding and disturbing at the same time. This afternoon there were so many kids who laughed out loud from my antics, but others were simply in too much pain to show the slightest of smiles. Holding the hand of ... Read Full Story >>