Stories of Kindness from Around the World

Encounter with an Albino Blind Man


--by twiceblessed, posted Jul 8, 2007
Strolling down the streets of New York can be jarring reflection about the state of humanity -- a business man in suit and tie tries to optimize his time by walking and reading newspapers at the time, a thirty-something waitress zips by with her restaurant apron half off and is intently looking at that handheld blackberry; a high school girl is on her cell phone cussing at someone in her Brooklyn accent.

Trying to catch my subway train to Penn Station, I felt the New York Minute rush also. Until I notice an albino man ahead of me, walking very purposefully, taking very small, slow, intentional steps. He was blind. For every step he took, he would swing his stick couple of times to get the lay of the land in front of him.

I passed him in no time, like everyone else. But then, I looked back at his rhythmic steps. This time, I notice the innocently placed, slightly crooked hat on his head. I walk back to him.

"Hello Sir! How are you doing today?" I ask him in an upbeat tone. "Why just great. How are you doing today?" "Oh, excellent." "Well, I'm very happy to hear the good reeeport," he said in his New Yorrrrrker accent.

Somehow that statement struck me deeply – he was genuinely happy that I was doing good. "What is your name?" I ask. "Eduard. And yours?" he says while extending his hand out for a hand shake. Juxtaposed with streams of people zipping by, our conversation seems to have created an island of stillness.

Couple minutes later, we conclude. "Well, you have yourself a wonnnnnderful day now," Eduard says. "Thank you for the blessings," I reply. "Yeah, we all need blessin's from each other." "We sure do. You have a great day too," I say while walking ahead of him.

As I'm about ten feet away, I turn around to hear a faint whispher amidst the taxi-driver screeches. "And thank you for stopping by to talk to me."

I didn't reply because I didn't know if he wanted me to hear that. But I did.

I walked silently – and slowly – with the wish that everyone would take two minutes of their time to pause for blessings from an albino blind man.
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Readers Comments

Nora wrote: I'm smiling right now because I can just imagine how that felt.
Paricia wrote: A great variation on 'taking time to smell the roses'.
brighteyes wrote: ooooooohhhhhhh....great story!
You know many of us are rushing around and we miss much...we need to slow down and smell the roses, as the saying goes and taking the time to speak to the blind man was wonderfully compassionate....when you are different than most, many are intimated but you made sure he did not feel invisible....acknowledging his humanity....YOU ARE MY HERO OF THE DAY!
Smiles & Blessings from Brighteyes ;)
MakeSomeoneSmile wrote: Bless you for taking the time to be nice. How sad that is so rare but how wonderful you chose to make a difference!
AURELIA wrote: Absolutely Fantastic Conversation! You are an inspiration. How did you know that you were suppose to being doing at that at that very moment? God works in mysterious ways, doesn't He? God Bless you and I hope you cross paths with him again real soon. ~Aurelia
kylierose16 wrote: Thats an amazing story- very well written. That small thing you did for him, he will probably remember for the rest of his life. That is definately a feel good story :-)
kylierose16~
EePee wrote: THANK YOU for sharing!! I am sure many will feel good after reading this, just like I did, & will also remember to be more aware of making others happy!!
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JaysonsMom wrote: That was so very nice of you to do. I try to take the time out of my busy days to speak to people, or even just smile and nod my head. You'd be surprised how happy someone can be by just being acknowledged! GOOD JOB@
lovebug wrote: since I have become envolved with this group of smiling and compassinate people my view of life has changed. I used to think of myself as a bleeding heart. God has put in a spot were I see alot of human suffering, I almost choked on my own blood. I no longer see myself as in this light. I find that I Am a receiver of good news and those who appear as unfortunate ones are actually angels in disguise helping me to grow in love
MOSIE wrote: Dear twiceblessed,

I was about ready to log off here when I saw the title of your story and decided to read it.I have many comments I would like to make.

Your story title was unique; I wanted to delve into the words within instantly.

I enjoyed your description of the busy streets and typical New Yorkers;the bored business man, "hurried" waitress, and crowded streets in which everyone is uptight, angry, and/or invisible.I grew up near near New York City and I relate; I think you describe it well. What a poignant story you chose to share. I was touched personally because I am blind as well, I have a guide dog who I received on Valentine's Day, and I have found that many people have chosen not to respond to my greetings; consequently, I'm often quite lonely when I'm out.

twiceblessed, I felt blessed after reading your story, especially when you heard Eduard whisper, "And thank you for stopping by to talk to me."

Thank you for touching my heart,as well as other hearts today.

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