Stories Matching 'Giving Money' Tag (151)Environment Research New Ideas Public Transportation Children Inspiration Teachers Seniors OnThe Road Grocery Store Money Workplace Animals At Home Anonymous Friendship Kindness Kindness of Strangers Courage Small Acts of Kindness Health and Wellness Generosity Sharing Family Respect Neighbors Reconciliation Smile Cards Advice Good Samaritan Giving Money Giving Ability School Church Youth Collective Arts Creative Kindness Random Act of Kindness Homeless Travel/Vacation College/University Holidays Internet Birthday Sharing Food Emergency/Disaster Community Relationships Paying-It-Forward Coffee Shop/Restaurants $100 Kindness Idea Smile Decks Thank You Serendipity Three Homeless Men--posted by mike adams, on Mar 24, 2008
comments (37) | email this | print | permalink A Neighbor's Blessings--posted by Agnes Haddaway, on Apr 10, 2006
Each week, I give my elderly neighbor a ride to the store, when I am going. She keeps trying to pay me, and I keep refusing. I tell her that it doesn't cost any more for her to ride with me. comments (9) | email this | print | permalink Warm Story From Ethiopia--posted by Brendan Moran, on Apr 11, 2006
I traveled to Ethiopia last year with my business partner and president of OLA's Exotic Coffee & Tea. We are a coffee company that imports coffee from Africa and traveled to Ethiopia to visit the coffee plantations and speak with the government about investing. comments (6) | email this | print | permalink A Simple Prayer--posted by Shelley, on Apr 16, 2006
comments (12) | email this | print | permalink A Kindness Lesson in Action at Dinner--posted by Kim, on Apr 26, 2006
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I have a five year old son and two 18 month old twins and especially at Christmas time I wanted them to truely understand what the act of giving was all about. So I made a list of people that were less likely to recieve gifts or love and let my five year old chose who we would give gifts to. comments (11) | email this | print | permalink Sunflower and a Frog--posted by JZ, on Feb 23, 2008 He took it out from around his neck and leaned down a bit, his eyes looking straight into mine. "Would you mind?" he asks. Looking at him through his eye glasses, I smile and say, "Of course not, Lee. It would be an honor." And with that, I was garlanded -- probably for the first time in my life -- with a simple necklace. Lee is the epitome of a happy-go-lucky guy. He used to be a trucker, I think. If there were one word to describe him, it would be happy. Or joyous. And what a pure heart. In one ... comments (24) | email this | print | permalink A Stolen Bike and Help from Strangers--posted by Jessica Laplante, on Jun 2, 2007
comments (4) | email this | print | permalink For whom the bell tolls--posted by vinay, on Jun 3, 2006
One of my favorite tags has been to pay for the person behined me on a bridge toll, and to ask the toll booth operator to give them a smile card. add comment | email this | print | permalink Crown Coin--posted by Anon, on Jul 14, 2006
comments (11) | email this | print | permalink Laundry Mystery--posted by anonymous, on Jul 12, 2006 I was a first year college student in a Graphic Design course and I'd like to tell you an interesting story that happened to me a few months ago. You see, I live in a "seedy" (an abundance of illegal activity) apartment building whose residents are a large diversity of minorities, most of which I have never met, (I don't even know my neighbors name), and we all have to use the laundry room on the third floor. The dryers in the laundry room are old and usually require more than one cycle to fully dry even a small load ... comments (4) | email this | print | permalink A Chain of Kind Events, Started By a 3rd Grader--posted by Wanda, on Jul 21, 2008
comments (4) | email this | print | permalink Do I Have Enough?--posted by Sharon Palmer, on Aug 10, 2006
comments (16) | email this | print | permalink Lost and Found: Leigh's Light--posted by Judy, on Aug 18, 2006
comments (8) | email this | print | permalink Five Dollars and a Lot of Love--posted by Wes Bennett, on Aug 23, 2006
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comments (66) | email this | print | permalink 300 Rupees and a Blind Man--posted by Raghu, on Oct 11, 2006
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Hello. I'd like to share a bit of kindness and the use of the Smile Cards my son who is 12 got to witness and be part of. comments (6) | email this | print | permalink Sharing Birthday Love--posted by hpotter, on Sep 29, 2006
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My SMILE cards came in the mail last night. YAY! And I have been so excited to use them! comments (8) | email this | print | permalink Eleven Envelopes with 101 Dollars--posted by Sukh, on Oct 13, 2006
comments (15) | email this | print | permalink Music of a Stolen Symphony--posted by keymaker, on Nov 17, 2008 It's a late night on the streets of New York. Larger-than-life size billboards come alive with their glitz, trying to make you want things that you don't really need. Up ahead, I notice a homeless man who doesn't have the things he really does need. Ironic. "Gift size chocolate bar, one dollar, one dollar," he says while showing a candy bar to people walking by. He's rejected. "Just one dollar." Rejected again. "Candy bar, candy bar for you," he shows it to a child walking with her mom. The mom jerks her ... comments (52) | email this | print | permalink Three Smiles are Better Than One--posted by Danceman, on Oct 19, 2006
comments (5) | email this | print | permalink Crumpled Ten Dollars From a Laundry Machine--posted by Jen, on Nov 3, 2006
Last week, my friend was leafing through a bunch of clothes when he found a crumpled up note. Right then, he turns to me and says, "I don't know what amount this is, but it's yours. Pay it forward, leave 'em a smile card and lots to smile about." That bills ends up being a ten-dollar bill. comments (13) | email this | print | permalink Neighbor in Need--posted by sonshine, on Dec 5, 2006 I knew my neighbor and her husband had recently separated and she was struggling. She hadn't shared with me her struggles, but I just knew it couldn't be easy money wise as they had 4 children, one being blind, and they were struggling financially before the separation. She had not been working before they separated as her youngest child was blind and not yet in school. It was summer time and school was about to start. As I was shopping for items for my granddaughters, I began thinking about her children and how she would be able to get them items they needed that year. I went ... comments (5) | email this | print | permalink Karma for Me--posted by kimyouravonlady, on Nov 28, 2006 I was in line at the grocery store yesterday and the lady in front of me was purchasing her items and buying a treat for her grand-daughter - a bag of mini M&M's. My 3-year-old daughter started clamoring for the same thing. I only had a little bit of money with me as payday wasn't until hubby came home that night, and I tried to tell her that we couldn't get it this time, that mommy didn't have enough money. She was fussy about it but I finally calmed her down. Then as I started to ring up my purchases, the cashier passes me a ... comments (6) | email this | print | permalink Science Fiction, Kindness Non-Fiction--posted by Mark, on Nov 22, 2006
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Today I went to the city, having a bunch of appointments all over town. In my front coat pocket, I put 20 single dolar bills, a $20, a $10 & a $5, all folded separately and mixed up. Everytime anyone asked me for help, money, a donation to their cause, I would reach in my pocket and hand them whatever bill I touched first, not even looking myself. New York is a big, needy city, and by the end of the day as I headed to the train I felt in my pocket that there was only one bill left. I had to look and sure enough, it was the twenty. One block from the station, a woman was standing on a corner asking: "does anyone have anything to eat? Does anyone have any leftover food I could have?" Without hesitation, I gave her the last bill and rushed off to my train, but not before I heard her stunned words "Oh My God! Thank you, thank you, thank you...." comments (18) | email this | print | permalink Children Have The Best Hearts--posted by ljcrowefamily, on Dec 24, 2006
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A friend of mine in Chicago sent me an e-mail with her description of an uplifting event that she witnessed...
"And talking about beautiful...yesterday I was witness to such a heartwarming random act of kindness. It will forever be imprinted in my mind. I had to run downtown to help Bonnie out for a few hours (it was not part of my original plans for Monday). On my bus ride back to the train station, we were in gridlock traffic right by the opera house. As I stare out my window a handsome young man (25ish to 30ish) walks out of ... 
As a single mom, it is often hard for me to provide those little "extras" my children seem to want.
I love to do the random things like pay for the person behind me in the fast food drive thru.... This week after church we decided to go out to eat with our kids in tow. Our family consists of 6 children, some adopted. We went to a local restaurant. We were seated next to a family of 4 children, and I noticed the young mother had a bandana on her head and appeared to have a hair loss issue, it immediatly touched my heart.
I told my husband I want to pay their bill. He looked around, I think he was looking ... 
It was a typical winter morning, just a couple of weeks before Christmas 2005: While most people were warming up their cars, my husband got up early to ride his bike the four kilometres to his job at Mr. Lube. When my husband arrived at work, he parked his bike outside the back doors as he usually does. After putting in 10 solid hours of labour, he returned to find his bike was gone–stolen. The bike, a purple kona 18 speed, was our only source of transportation. Trevor used that bike to get to both his jobs, putting in ... 
I was doing some last-minute shopping in a toy store and decided to look at Barbie dolls for my nieces.
After several months of having only one income suporting our household, we had been struggling to make ends meet. 
We live in a small flat in Ranip (in India). While all the families in the society live in flats, many families’ economic prosperity is not much better than many living in slum. One such family lives behind us. A couple lives with their son and the husband’s brother and mother in a small inherited two room flat, that is 8 feet by 15 feet in size. The entire household subsists on the daily wages of the daily wages the male earns from doing labor work (20 – 50 rupees/day). 
What people appreciate the most is the people. That’s what we learn at the annual "Walk for Hope" each year. Sure the quotes are great. This year they were even hand made and literally took over three months to create. The activity stations are great too, they give the walkers a chance to pause, interact and reflect. But year after year, people always say that the best part of the walk is interacting with all the people that are there. What a concept, just your mere presence becomes a gift at the walk for ... 
Saturday I was with my 8 year old son and we were in Boston at the Boston Commans. There was a manyelling out "spare change." He was a homeless man. 
I was renewing my library card the other day, and overheard the transaction of the user being assisted by the adjacent clerk. If not outright homeless(he carried with him two large bags of possessions), the scruffy man was clearly going through an extremely hard time. It seems that he was unable to check out a book because he had an outstanding $3.00 fine on some books he had turned-back late. He told the clerk there was no possible way for him to pay the fine.| Home | About Us | Our Friends | Get Involved | Contact us |  |  |  |