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--posted by Seeker, on May 14, 2007
Locksmith story ... from last afternoon.
A friend of mine loses her purse and all the keys in it. She didn't have any copies of her key, so her white, 4-door car is idly stranded outside my house. I called up a locksmith, to create another key (apparently they can do it in ten minutes -- so much for the illusion of security). In thirty minutes of my phone call, a young man in his thirties rolls through with "Grant" written on the left side of his shirt and "AA Locks" on the right side.
He asked ... read full story >>
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--posted by Ashish, on Jan 14, 2006
About a year back, I got off the train and was waiting for my ride to come pick me up. Suddenly I felt the inspiration to write a poem. I looked around and found a pen, but no paper. There was not even a scrap of paper in site. Bummer!
So I sat there for a moment in a predicament, alone with the stunted inspiration. Then looked around a little more. It turned out that in my wallet I had a dollar bill. Looking at it a little more thoroughly, it became clear that there was very little ... read full story >>
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--posted by Tammy, on Feb 3, 2006
Last october my mother became sick, I got scared we was gonna loose her so my husband and I made a very quick decision to leave our business and home to move 280 miles where my mom was.
We left everyone without saying goodbye, fearing no one would have understood our reason. We were in a financial bind too, our electricty had been shut off and rent was behind. We have two young boys. We got scared and just left. Left our home, our friends that we loved and 85% of our belongings.
Two of our ... read full story >>
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--posted by Uyamat Christiana Bassey, on Mar 21, 2006
Where I lived I noticed a widow that struggles so much to take care of her three children.
She goes out early in the moring and comes back late before the children will have something to eat.
In an envelope I drop a smile card and N4,000.00, which I think will be able to feed them for some time. I left it at her door post.
The following morning she came out calling everyone around saying "God had sent an angel to bless me with some money that will be able to take care of me and my children for sometime".
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--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.
Last week, she brought an envelope saying, "I have something for you." I said, "If it has money in it, I don't want it." But, she laid it on a stand. Later, I opened it to find a 'thank you' card with $10.00 in it. That night, I stopped at her house to give some extra fried ... read full story >>
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--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.
One day our entourage traveled about 4 hours from the capital to visit the Yirgacheffe coffee region. There we were looking to survey some coffee processing plants to possibly purchase. It rained heavily that day and there was a flash flood in a nearby village that we had to travel through ... read full story >>
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--posted by Anon, on Jul 14, 2006
When my father married my mother in 1943 he gave my mother a 1937 crown coin and told her to keep it in the back of her purse and not spend it. This would mean that she always felt that she was protected and would always have money if she really needed it.
When I was married in 1970 my husband who had heard this story, obtained a 1937 crown for me and I have always kept it in my wallet, and I have always had enough for my needs.
A friend recently fell on hard times, partly ... read full story >>
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--posted by Judy, on Aug 18, 2006
My friend Leigh, unemployed and broke, found a sealed envelope with $200 in it while cleaning his house. Since he hadn't found it before, he figured he really did not need it. He gave it to me (I was working) so I could buy a new CD player and have music in my life. I protested. He insisted.
Now, every year at Christmas I give $200 to someone I know who could use it. Along with the money I give them a one-page story:
Leigh's Light
My friend Leigh is a very special man. Even though he has had more than his ... read full story >>
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--posted by Sukh, on Oct 13, 2006
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 ... read full story >>
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--posted by Patricia, on Jan 28, 2007
My mother and grandmother were incredibly generous, giving, and loving people. I think that love and giving go hand in hand.
I remember when I was a little girl there were children over playing at my house. We were out in the yard and there used to be ice cream trucks and their bell would be ringing, calling in the children everywhere, the ice cream man is here! I went running back in the house. I guess ice cream was probably about a nickel, and there were fifteen children on my front porch. There were always a lot of children around there.
My grandmother would give everybody a nickel to go buy ice cream, and if she did not have enough nickels for all the children, then I didn’t get an ice cream either.
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--posted by Tammymay, on Mar 14, 2008
Like many people in this world, I was down, way down. Questioning everything. The light at the end of my tunnel was dim. I was financially, emotionally and mentally strapped. Hope was fading for relief. It seemed no matter how many steps I took forward, I was going twice as many backwards. Tension and strain filled my home. In the midst of all the hardships I was enduring, I worked harder then ever on my faith. Yet, even with my children and husband, I felt alone and hopeless.
Because of my disability, I rarely leave my home. With the help ... read full story >>
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--posted by warmth, on Mar 15, 2008
Once upon a time, there lived a King who, despite his luxurious lifestyle, was neither happy nor content.
One day, the King came upon a servant who was singing happily while he worked. This fascinated the King; why was he, the Supreme Ruler of the Land, unhappy and gloomy, while a lowly servant had so much joy. The King asked the servant, "Why are you so happy?"
The man replied, "Your Majesty, I am nothing but a servant, but my family and I don't need too much - just a roof over our heads and warm food to fill our tummies."
The king ... read full story >>
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--posted by tressyanne, on Jun 12, 2009
In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him. "Miss, how much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked. "Fifty cents," replied the waitress. The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it.
"Okay then, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired. By now, more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient. "Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied. The ... read full story >>
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--posted by Glorioski, on Jan 30, 2010
One Year for Christmas, my brother Chris and and his wife Julie gave each of us siblings a very thoughtful gift. Inspired by the book: "The Christmas Jar", by Jason F. Wright, they gave each sibling's family an empty quart size Mason Jar. A slot was cut in the plastic lid, and inside were a number of stickers and ribbons to decorate the jar with.
In the book: The Christmas Jar, Hope Jensen, in a moment of great grief and monetary loss, is anonymously gifted a small jar of Money. Moved, humbled, and transformed by this gift, her own faith in ... read full story >>
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--posted by twocents, on Feb 1, 2010
"I'm the eldest among us, so you have to let me pay for these tickets! Besides, just one ticket in the States cost more than all three tonight!!"
My cousin's wallet hand was faster than mine, pulling out Rs. 520 for three opening night seats to 'Angels and Demons' before I could make good on my intention.
"Naaah! Come on- don't worry about it," came the answer.
"Ok, but then we have to use this 500 rupees to do something good," I say as I pull out a crisp note.
We immediately start trying to figure it out while slowly walking away from the ... read full story >>
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--posted by nirvjennymj, on Mar 24, 2010
It's the middle of the night and I find writing this blog nothing short of imperative. As I've been sitting on the floor in my disheveled room, I began to recall such an important moment in my life. Some might pass it off as "dumb" or "unimportant", but for me, it has held a great magnitude of power over my mind and how I live my life. Something so simple, yet so precious has lingered inside my mind for years now.
It was a very cold winter evening when a friend of mine had attempted suicide and was rushed to Westchester Medical Center ... read full story >>
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--posted by songinmyheart, on Apr 13, 2010
Every Wednesday for 2 years now, a group of us ladies goes to a special thrfit store to look for some bargains. At this store, you could buy anything you could put in a bag for only $1!
I bought a few bags and came home to sort it all out on my kitchen floor, as I usually do. As I was looking at a men's leather coat, I started to check it for any flaws. I felt something in a hidden inside pocket, so I pulled it out . It was store purchase receipts, but I did not think much of it until I unraveled it and ... read full story >>
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--posted by kjoberk, on Jun 3, 2010
About a year ago, my husband had just come back from a 7 month tour in Iraq. My daughter and I had gone up to see him get off the bus at 6am, and he didn't get there until about 7-7:30am.
After a couple hours of work he had to do, we were ready to go home. On the way home, my husband suggested that we go to International House of Pancakes (IHoP) to grab something to eat. We didn't have that much money left, as it was right before payday, but I decided it would be worth it anyway, ... read full story >>
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--posted by Yanne, on Jun 17, 2010
Yesterday while I was busy doing my housework, my daughter ran up to me and said, "Mommy there's someone at the gate." I told her to ask who it was. It was an old man beggar. I heard my daughter yelling, "Mommy he wants money." For a second I ignored her, but then it hit me what she just said.
I found my daughter taking out money from her Dad's wallet. Instead of stopping her, I stood there amazed at her action and the realization: kids give without hesitation and their kindness is impulsive.
Then I murmured a little prayer to myself, ... read full story >>
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--posted by twocents, on Jul 29, 2010
It was May in Bangkok, and even though I had arrived from India after 6 months of volunteer work, the heat and humidity was exhausting. After a long day of temple visiting, I fell asleep on the sky train for about 5 minutes, only to wake up seconds before the door was about to slam shut at my stop. As I rush out onto the platform, I realize that my wallet is gone!
First thought: I'd been pickpocketed while I slept on the train.
Second thought: Bravo to the pickpocket!
My wallet had been in my front pocket and I was sitting down ... read full story >>
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--posted by shanwills, on Jul 31, 2010
I want to say thanks to all of you for your special notes and ideas, after I sent my request for 'gifting acts of kindness ideas' for my nephew's birthday last month. I was excited to hear from some of you with suggestions. Pancho suggested that I give him my attention -- as the greatest gift one human being can give another -- yes! Nipun helped out by sharing his own story, and got me thinking further about how I could do a kindness tag, Idaho style. I gave that kid some super-duper hugs, not to mention every bit of attention I could ... read full story >>
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--posted by missdre, on Oct 5, 2010
Last week I was in the store getting my weekly groceries. As I shopped I noticed one couple in particular. Our paths seemed to cross in a few aisles. Once, my cart got in their way and the woman was surprisingly annoyed.
As I walked on through the store I couldn't help but wonder why she had been so upset with me.
That same couple ended up ahead of me in the check-out queue. I could tell they were adding up the price of their groceries very carefully. They kept checking to see if they had gone over their price limit, which was quite ... read full story >>
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--posted by advaitin, on Nov 20, 2010
It was my birthday so my wife, my brother and my child treated ourselves to dinner in a restaurant that we had never been to before. As we walked back to our car a very thin man approached my brother saying he hadn't eaten in a while and asking for money. Usually my wife and I treat such requests with suspicion but my brother took a different approach and he started talking with the man.
The man said he was a singer and had come to Dubai from Pakistan to find work. His visa was expiring in three or four days. He had no friends here, couldn't land ... read full story >>
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--posted by brighteyes, on Jan 18, 2011
As I was standing in line for my secret weekend indulgence, a medium dairy queen cone. I watched the two teens behind the counter working frantically to get through the long line of hungry customers.
Usually there are one or two customers but today, to my surprise, there were more than ten. So many, in fact, that I wondered if it was worth the wait.
There was a tip jar in the middle of the counter and though most orders were for three or more concoctions no one was leaving a tip.
The order before mine was a big one! Eight "Blizzards," all ... read full story >>
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--posted by ramya, on Feb 5, 2011
Yesterday I was asked to deposit some cash in the bank. I went out with the money to deposit and some extra money which was to be used to pay for renovations going on at my house.
The bank was busy when I arrived so I took a token and waited. While I was waiting I noticed an old lady struggling to get a cash-in payee slip. I went over and got the slip for her and then asked her what she needed done so I could help her. I filled in her slip and got a queue token for her.
When my turn came up, I deposited the money and ... read full story >>
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--posted by drlpasquinelli, on Feb 22, 2011
I was getting out of my car at my local supermarket one night and a woman with a backpack approached me asking for money. I offered to buy her a sandwhich and she told me that she had a partner as well. I said I would buy him a sandwich too.
On the way into the store she told me she was an alcoholic and I offered a suggestion about an nearby AA meeting. She said she had been clean and sober for years but then had an injury in which she she was put on pain relievers and then turned back ... read full story >>
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--posted by wayfarer, on Feb 26, 2011
Good sense might have suggested I stay in today. There was snow on the ground and we really don't have any money to be spending right now. But, there were a couple of things I needed, so I gathered what cash I had together and hopped on to the bus to the next town (hoping it wouldn't slip off the road on an icy patch.)
Once in town one of the first thing I saw was a brass band! They had taken over an empty shop and were setting up to perform in the window. I didn't get to hear a ... read full story >>
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--posted by clnemeth, on Mar 26, 2011
I just received my first random act of kindness and it has left me feeling really overwhelmed.
Just last night my husband and I sat down to discuss our finances. Since his divorce 5 years ago and my job loss 18 months ago things have been going steadily down hill. We are living on overdraft, borrowing from Peter to pay Paul and we came to the sad conclusion that we will have to sell his prized 52 Chev pick-up truck which has been in the family for 55 years! He restored it from scratch 10 years ago.
Feeling depressed today, I decided to go to the local ... read full story >>
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--posted by Jimpa, on Apr 1, 2011
The car went through the stop sign and into the intersection. With no where to go or time to get there, my taxi hit the car dead on. For the next three months I was out of work. I had no savings to speak of. No family to help me. I was in dire straights to be sure. The lady who ran the stop sign had little insurance, barely enough to cover the medical expenses with little left over to pay my living expenses.
Just after the accident Justin came to see me in the hospital. We had been co-drivers with ... read full story >>
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--posted by Happy7, on Apr 4, 2011
I wanted to use one of my Smile Cards today, so I went to the bank and withdrew $20. I went out on my lunch break, and walked around looking out for someone to give the money and the Smile Card to. I spotted a couple of people who I thought about giving it to but then I remembered that the Smile Card says to do it anonymously.
So I decided to find a way to give away the $20 without the person knowing where it came from. I got in my car and drove to the mall and walked around ... read full story >>
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