Stories of Kindness from Around the World

A Sure Hand on Slippery Stairs

   This is a very small act of kindness that I wanted to share.    We went to a Bach concert on Saturday night and a bus full of elderly people were entering the building the same time as we were. The building was an old church and it was a cold, rainy night, so the steps to the door were slippery. One of the elderly men was clearly having trouble and we waited patiently as he tried to navigate the steps, with no success. He appeared to be a proud man, not wanting help, and determined to find his own way. There was a lot of confusion and the line behind us was increasing.    My first thought was to try to go around him just to get out of his way. Just as I was next to him, he reached his hand out to try to find the ... Read Full Story >>

A Glass of Water, Just When I Needed It

Today we hear of so many people who are NOT kind-- let me tell you how I was a recipient  of genuine kindness!  I was in Sam's Club, a wholesale store, doing my shopping.  Each weekend this store has carts in the aisles with food samples and an attendent at each cart.  While shopping, I stopped to sample some food, said thank you, and then began hiccupping!  I said "excuse me" and continued down the next aisle to shop, hiccupping as I went along.   About 5 minutes later, the cart attendent came up to me and gave me a glass of water after hunting me down in the store!  I was taken by complete surprise!  I thanked the lady profusely and have never forgotten her unexpected kindness!

A Call to Open our Hearts to those Near and Far

I sent this out in an email a few days ago and thought it would be nice to spread the blessings on this site as well because just one small shift in our thinking each day can make a worldly difference in our daily lives and the lives of others...    Heavenly Father, help us to remember that the rude lady who cut us off in traffic today is a single mother who just worked nine hours and is rushing home to cook dinner, do the laundry, help her children with homework, and spend a few precious moments with them before she tucks them in at night. Help us to remember that the pierced, tattooed, disinterested young man who can't make change correctly is a worried 19-year- old college student, balancing his apprehension over final exams with his fear of not getting his student loans for next semester. Remind us, that the scary -looking bum, begging for money in the ... Read Full Story >>

Losing My Fear of Having Enough

I was moved after reading a story on this site about Adam's day in New York. I commented how it's so easy for me to spend $1.50 on soda every day (or more!), but when I walk by homeless people, somehow I fear that if I start to give them money, I won't have enough. Well today, somehow that fear was lifted. This was not planned, but I had put $3 in my pocket this morning for sodas (it's Friday after all :-) and never got to the place where I buy them. Then, as I was walking to the train, I saw a homeless man ahead and remembered that I had money I could give. So, I took out one of the dollar bills and gave it to him. I continued walking and came across another one of the regulars who hangs around at the same time and gave him ... Read Full Story >>

Giving a Jacket, Receiving One

   Some years ago, a guy in the subway was begging so I asked him if he needed clothes and he said yes. He told me to meet him the following week in exactly the same spot with my donation. I did, and I gave him a jacket which I happened to like but knew I could replace, and some pants. He thanked me and I was on my way.

   Within less than a week, I walked past someone I knew and he asked me if I wanted a jacket he was getting rid of. It turned out to be better for me than the one I gave away, and it was exactly my size. I accepted it. This is one of many similar situations in my life where an act of selflessness generated an unexpected return of the same type of object I had given away. The most important lesson I've learned from these experiences would be that giving when I'm actually feeling generous produces some sort of "pat on the back" from a spirit or whatever, whereas giving with a feeling of being obligated really never seemed to have the same effect.

A Trunk Full of Baby Stuff

At work we are collecting Baby Clothing for a month to donate these items to an organization that supports women in poverty.  They also teach these women how to dress and prepare for interviews so that they can get jobs to support themselves and their babies.  They collect women's clothing also (suits, business clothes) so they can dress appropriately for the interviews.

So far we have delivered a trunk full of baby items and the baskets are getting filled again.  People are so generous with the cutest baby items ever! The nice thing about this collection is that people can donate anything big or small from beautiful clothing and receiving blankets to a pacifier or bib.  Everyone can participate because they can spend what they can afford.

It's really makes me feel good to see all of the nice items that these moms will be able to have for their little ones, which they would never have otherwise been able to afford.

On the Way to a Job Interview

[A letter to Abby, in her column last week.] Dear Abby: Please let the world know that kind people still exist. I was on my way to two job interviews. Not surprisingly, I was nervous, so before I got off my train, I took my phone out to check the directions to the first one. A short walk later, I reached the subway, but when I went into my purse for my wallet to buy a MetroCard, lo and behold, my wallet and new glasses were missing. I retraced my steps and ran to the courtesy counter to ask if anyone had turned in my wallet and glass case. The woman in the booth told me the train was still in the station and to hurry there immediately to check for my things. Long story short, no luck. Heartbroken, I returned to the courtesy desk. Not only would I miss ... Read Full Story >>

Mel's Going Away Gift

Several years ago, I was promoted to supervisor.  I was so excited  about being promoted, but little did I know, more importantly, how many valuable life lessons I would learn while in this position.  Early on, I was short-handed and needed another staff member.  Management  and my senior staff joined me in interviewing the candidates and after much deliberation and voting, we hired a guy called Melvin -- or Mel as he liked to be called.  He was a character of sorts -- a retired cop, thick skinned, street smart, tough and rough around the edges.  Mel had much experience in the real world, but I wasn't sure he would be a good fit for the group or the company.  When Mel first joined our team, he teased us relentlessly, cussed up a storm and was loud and aggressive, but after some time we all got used to him and realized that he actually added ... Read Full Story >>

Being Cool and Caring

   My friend Alison has a two year old daughter. One day she decided to take her daughter to the local park, but when she got there she discovered it was already occupied by a group of teenagers all dressed in Goth style. Alison felt a little on edge and she kept her little one closer to her than she might otherwise have.    The boys, in their big boots, chains and black t-shirts started acting up, trying to impress the girls.        One lad, the youngest of the bunch, slipped and fell off the roundabout, badly gashing his arm. Alison started up to help, but immediately the boy put on a tough act for his mates. He laughed, even though his face had turned ashen.    A girl, a couple of years older than the boy, sauntered over. She was vamping it up big style and gorgeous in a dramatic sort of way.    Alison waited ... Read Full Story >>

The Karma Bus

A few weeks ago I missed my bus (actually the driver wasn't paying attention and drove past me!).  It was really cold that day, so I went to this little diner a block from my bus stop while I waited for the next one.  There was only one slight problem: besides my bus money I had a whole 35 cents on me and they didn't take credit cards.  The waitress was super-nice and offered to buy me a cup of coffee, and we chatted a little while I was waiting.

A week later I missed the bus again, but this time I had money so when I went to the diner and ordered some breakfast.  I was able to leave that same waitress a 100% tip.

I figured that was that.  However, after I got onto the bus, this couple got on.  They wanted 2 day passes, but were short fifteen cents and while the woman was digging for more change that she didn't have, the machine spit out only one ride pass.  They sat down behind me and were lamenting on how one of them would get home that night, so I gave them the money they would need.

I'm really glad I missed my bus that day.

A Routine Filled With Good Deeds

Last week I was so busy helping others! I have worked on organizing two speakers for public programs, a program in a nursing home, a fundraising dinner/silent auction to benefit the restoration of a Civil War monument, an annual conference for an organization I belong to, and a Valentine Contest for a kids group to which I belong. Wow! It's been a non-stop week. I have saved soup labels for one person, boxtops for education for another person (mailed her about 150 boxtops this week), and saved used postage stamps for somebody who gives them to the DAR for the VA hospital. These are the mundane things that are done routinely and sometimes we overlook the good deeds that are "common place" but nevertheless, these are important to the people we help out! Oh, yes, I almost forgot, I did list some items on FreeCycle for others to have and even contacted ... Read Full Story >>

The Prague Gypsy

My wife and I visited Prague in the Czech Republic a while back. What a beautiful and atmospheric city! New tower blocks stand next to buildings which still bear bullet marks from the Nazi occupation and they stand next to medieval cathedrals. The place just oozes history! I would go back in a heartbeat! The Czech Republic has a big problem with the Roma people (Gypsys), or perhaps the Roma have a problem with the Czech Republic. They are the poorest of the poor and live in the worst parts of town. Julie and I had been out all day and were wandering through some cobbled backstreets on our way back to the hotel when I saw a dirty, ragged Roma man playing a penny whistle (badly). Coming closer I saw a woman, who must have been his wife, sitting on the pavement with a baby in a shawl and a boy, ... Read Full Story >>

From the Bottom of My Heart...

I'm so glad I found this website.  I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm sure. You people have brought so much joy to my life, it's hard to describe it.  I'm  sure you ALL feel the same way. From Christmas, to brownies, puppies, kitties, ancestry,  quarters, coffee, thank you cards, "oranges", dollar bills, grief, sorrow, prison stories, war stories, charity, church, help on the road, RAK's, third world countries, gratitude, attitude, bubbling happiness, jokes of the day and just plain old hilaroius stories, from here to there, we have seen so much go on in our little world here on Help Others and in the big wide world around us. For all your stories, short, sweet, serious, profound, funny, sad, long and much needed, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I have learned that I have so very much for which to be thankful.  A roof over my head ... Read Full Story >>

Offering My Job to A Friend in Need

I was working for a company in Australia that has a high turnover of staff. I, too, had found a better position and was very aware that management would be dissapointed that I was leaving. I had recently become friends with a young man who had just migrated to Australia. He was unskilled and was finding life difficult being unemployed and married and having two young children. As I handed in my notice I was asked if I was aware of anyone who was looking for work and could do the job as well as I had done. I took this opportunity to line up an interview for my new friend. My friend was not offered the job after the interview. I had to serve a weeks notice and during this time I asked management the reasons why my friend was turned down. They claimed that his English was not good enough ... Read Full Story >>

Doing Something Good for 40 Days

Usually for Lent, I give up chocolate or coffee or something like that. This year, I decided that instead of giving something up, I would do something good each day for the 40 days of Lent.  I came up with an idea someone once mentioned on this website. 

I bought two boxes of note cards and each day I am sending a card through "Snail Mail" to someone with a little quote and a short story in it along with a SMILE CARD. 

I come in contact with many parents at my job (I work at a school) and lots of them could surely use some encouragement and kind words.  I hope this puts some smiles on their faces.

Giving a Stranger Some Hope

My ex-husband gives me money to help me pay-off a joint credit card we had when we were married. Since he doesn't have good enough credit to have a bank account, he gives me $500 in cash every month. 

Once when I was returning from his place with the cash, a woman at the corner held up a sign that simply said HUNGRY.  Where I work, there are the same few panhandlers every day, but this was in a residential part of town and it was starting to snow.  I rolled my window down and passed her a bill.  She started to mumble thanks, but then smiels as she noticed it was a twenty.  I said she could get a nice hot breakfast a block away at the pancake house.

Twenty bucks isn't going to pay off my debt any sooner and maybe it will give a stranger strength and hope to go on.

Small Town Hockey Hero with a Big Heart

Our son is my newest "Hockey Hero."  He plays goalie on his small hometown ice hockey team.  One weekend on matchday, we arrived a bit late and quickly found our seats and settled in.  As I looked around, I noticed we were sitting with a family who had a mentally and physically handicapped child.  We could hear the exciement in his voice when he said, "Mom, look the goalie is going to get the puck now!" Shamelessly, I listened to him and the excitment and joy in his voice as praised the goalie time and time again.  During the break, we went and told our son what was happening in the bleachers and, bless his heart, he went up into the bleachers, introduced himself to the parents and sat next to this young lad.  He started talking to him and before long the boy was trying on our son's gloves, blocker and helment.  When the game was about to start again, my ... Read Full Story >>

Bringing Smiles on a Rainy Day

This is new to me because usually when I do an act of kindness I keep it to myself...

Well, the other day it was pouring outside and this man came in to the restaurant were me and my husband were getting our meal to go. He was soaking wet but he had a smile on his face.

Suddenly, I felt inspired to pay for his meal, so I did.  He gave me a look as if he knows that someone is watching out for him.  To tell you the truth I was grateful to have the opportunity to be of service,  to give someone a little happiness gave me the best feeling.

A Son For A Moment

Most mornings I walk my Godsons, aged 7 and 5, to school while their parents are at work. Often we are joined (kind of) by another little boy. He looks about five and often hurries to catch up with us then stops and walks a safe distance behind us. We have a crossing guard at the main road, but the access road to the school also has to be crossed and it is usually very busy with parents driving their kids to school. Not the kind of road I would be happy to have a five year old cross on his own. This morning I tried talking to the wee fellow, saying how much I liked the big rubber pencil he was carrying. He smiled shyly then ran a few steps ahead. As I began my usual crossing routine with, "Right boys, lets pay attention to the road," I raised my voice a little ... Read Full Story >>

Kindness 2 Miles Away from Home

A few years ago when my daughter was about two years old, I went through a difficult time.  My marriage was in trouble, I was pregnant  and not particularly well and I didn't have much money.   Looking back I think I was also a bit depressed but I had to get on with taking care of my daughter the best I could. One day I thought I would take my daughter for a nice day out up at our allotment as she liked it up there, and I thought it was a nice, positive thing to do.  I decided to walk because the bus was expensive, so it took us a long time to get there.  When we finally got there, immediately my daughter began to cry.  She was cold, she was thirsty, she wanted to go home.  To be honest, I hadn't been thinking straight as I had not prepared properly.  I didn't ... Read Full Story >>