Some folks tend to get more cynical as they grow older. After all, life often comes with all sorts of pitfalls and unexpected problems that can leave a person feeling like the universe is just out to get them. So it can be helpful to remember that, actually, there are good people out there.
Someone asked “What’s a random act of kindness you’ve experienced or witnessed that stuck with you?” and people shared their most wholesome stories. So get comfortable as you read through, upvote your favorite ones and be sure to share your thoughts and experiences in the comments section below.
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As a new mom, I had my special needs son at Disneyland when he was about 4. He had a complete meltdown. As he screamed and flailed, I got all kinds of dirty looks and muttered comments about how I should be controlling him, he was spoiled, he shouldn't be there if he couldn't behave, etc. It was extremely stressful for both him and me. He couldn't control his dysregulation, I had him in a safety hold and was unable to do anything more than keep him physically safe.
Then a mom came up and said "do you need a juice box or some goldfish crackers? I have extra." She even stuck the straw in the juice box for him. He was immediately able to calm down and regulate. I could have cried. All of those people walking past us giving us looks and comments, and one person recognized that he just needed some sugar and carbs to get through a rough patch. Now that my kids are older and I'm more experienced, I always look for ways I can help other parents in distress. It takes a village, but I wouldn't have thought I'd find that village from a random stranger at Disneyland.
My sister had a similar experience with her eldest in a museum. I was there with my SIL and we both said to her afterwards how well she handled it. You do get some looks sometimes as a parent, but you do also get moments of solidarity from other parents that are worth diamonds. I've had them too myself. I remember seeing a mum with a baby in a pram and a toddler who needed a wee at the airport. There was a queue and the toddler was acting up (who knows what time zone their wee brain was on!). The pram wouldn't fit through the door and the mum was starting to look very stressed and on the verge of tears. I went up with my kids and offered her a small bottle of water I had got for free on the plane but didn't need and a little bag of snacks. Offered to stay with the baby in the pram while she took the little one to the toilet and asked everyone in English and the local language if they would mind the mum taking the little girl to the front of the queue. Big smiles :)
Always keep little drinks with a straw with you when out with children. Drinking through a straw regulates their diaphragm and helps them to calm down.
I just get mine to sing a song. We also do it when we're cross instead of shouting. (Operatically:) "Daaaaarling, pick up your Lego!! I have said this once already and I nearly hurt my fooooooooooooooooooot!"
Load More Replies...I was in line at Costco waiting for a pizza and I noticed a mom and her kids sitting at the table eating. They had a older toddler in the seat of the cart and he wasn't eating so it drew my attention. But when I looked closer I realized he had a feeding tube like my kid. Ans sure enough a ton of people were glaring and giving her dirty looks because everyone else was eating and that kid was left out. So I loudly said ' Oh it looks like your son has the same feeding tube as mine. It's so hard isn't it to not feel guilty even though you know if you tried to feed them food you'd hurt them badly" The glares turned into embarrassment and she thanked me. It's way to easy to look and not see what's really going on and we do know some kids are abused so it's tough to know when to say something and not... just be aware things might not be what you think they are.
Man I wish I could hug both of the women in this story. I've been on both sides and it's heartbreaking. Please keep an open mind, especially with Halloween coming up. That kid having a meltdown at your front door may be dealing with things you'll never understand. It doesn't cost us anything to be kind.
My husband and I, when noticing an upset toddler or baby, would walk up and start talking to the baby or toddler. We'd ask "whattsa matta you?" or "yes, it's very tough to be you isn't it, huh-um, huh-um, I understand, so, what DO you think is a good solution for *the mars vs. venus issue, what's the answer to the fifth question, who do YOU think about was actually Shakespeare*" anything non-sensical. We'd talk in a nice, happy voice and 9 out of 10 times the kid would get distracted from whatever was upsetting them and either start smiling because "someones paying attention to me" or just in reaction to the faces we're making. It's so much fun to do that. Oh yeah, carry on a full conversation with a toddler thats babbling at you and then confide to the parents "I have no idea what they're saying, I don't speak toddler anymore". That usually got a laugh and everyone was a little bit more relaxed. I swear, the high from calming an upset baby by doing that could last for hours.
Yeah, this. I've often started talking to toddlers who are starting a meltdown. It takes their attention away from whatever the problem is and they forget to have their tantrum. I usually say that we all feel like that. Doesn't always worrk, but it's worth a shot.
Load More Replies...People need to grow up. You don't want/have children, that's okay. But you can't expect the world to carry on without kids, or for kids to be as emotionally mature as adults. If a parent is doing everything right and the kid is still crying, then shut up and move on. Let a kid be a kid.
I came across a mom at Costco and her 3 y/o son was LOSING it. I walked over, bent down and asked him where he got those cool shoes. I spoke very softly so he'd have to stop screaming to hear me. We had a whole conversation about shoes - did he think they would fit me (women's size 10+)? He calmed down and she was so thankful. He was adorable and she was just having a moment. It doesn't take much more than just a bit of kindness.
Glad this woman was able to help you, but many of us who don't have kids have no clue why this kid was screaming. Too many parents don't discipline their kids and allow them to scream and run around in grocery stores and restaurants. There are cultures who allow the male children to do whatever they want while the girls are usually quiet. I've watched male children stuff their pockets in stores and the parent just watches. I confront them.
I hate when people make comments about other peoples kids behavior. I mean, yea, a lot of the time the kid is just a spoiled a*****e, but you don't know that for sure. You don't know someones story just by looking at them. The kid could be on the spectrum or a hundred other reasons why they act like they are acting. People just need to stay out of other peoples business.
If a kid is screaming and flailing, and their parent is holding them, and trying to calm them down, the assumption should be that the kid is special needs in some way of another.
Not necessarily; a neurotypical kid is still a kid with huge overblown emotions about nothing. The difference is that we tell them they're overreacting and misbehaving, teaching them that emotions are bad
Load More Replies... I bought a dining room table off Facebook marketplace after my ex took ours during the separation. It was a tough season. Went to pick it up and there was no way I was fitting both the table and chairs into my vehicle. I also failed to bring bungee cords. The FB stranger, knowing very little of my situation, immediately loaded up her van with the chairs, helped me secure the table into my car, followed me home (all the way across town, tailing me to make sure the table didn't fall out on the highway,) and helped me move the new furniture into my dining room.
It was one of the kindest things anyone has ever done for me. I sent her a hand written thank you note and gas money, but there is no way to adequately express the gratitude I have for that person and her kindness.
My daughter came upon a teenage girl sitting on the edge of a bridge over the highway. My daughter pulled into a parking lot and walked over to the girl. She talked with the girl for about an hour and was able to convince her to get off the bridge. They got coffee and spoke for a while longer before the girl was picked up by friends.
This was about 10 years ago. I vaguely remember trying hard to hold back tears on the subway one night coming home from work. Someone walked past me and made a quick movement to leave something on the seat next to me -- it was a tiny origami crane folded from a paper transfer ticket. That little act instantly changed the trajectory of my evening. I still have the crane in my jewelry box!
I worked as a search and rescue coordinator for a while (US Coast Guard). We'd had a rough case that went late into the night - a kid fell off a boat and we didn't find him. I'd just come out of the calls with his family to tell them that we were suspending the search and then I had to drive home.
It was raining and it was probably around 2 in the morning. About 10 minutes from home, I got a flat tire. The nearest place with any kind of parking lot was this private school - I rolled into the parking lot and started to change my tire. After a few minutes, the security guard came over and started to say "hey man, you can't be here, this is private property." I told him that I'd just come off the worst day of my f*****g life and that if he didn't mind, I'd change my tire and be on my way.
He backed off and then came over with an umbrella. He held the umbrella over me for the remainder of the time that it took me to change my tire. We didn't speak. After I got everything taken care of, I looked in his direction to say thanks, but I was on the verge of tears and struggled to get any words out. As he held the umbrella over me, he said it was okay and that he hoped things would get better. I'm even tearing up a little bit trying to type this all out. I didn't say anything - I hopped in the car and got home.
That meant so much. There's a little more to the story, but the point is that he didn't have to do or say any of that. He could have just gone back to his booth and watched me change my tire, but he didn't. He cared and it made such a significant impact. I'll never forget it.
We had an older couple that was quite well off (as in could have bought the dinner house I worked in) come in usually every Friday. If it happened on prom night they would watch all the highschool couples come in and choose a couple and buy their dinner. It was never the popular kids. It was the couple that was dropped off by Mom. Probably on a first date, a little awkward. They always left with a bit more confidence, grace.
What an amazing couple, and even more so as it sounds like they did it anonymously. No "Look at how great I am!" Just doing something kind. The 'influencers' who film themselves giving to people drive me bonkers. It's great that they're helping, I just find it irritating that they need to post it online and humble brag.
I was in my early 20's flying from the US to the UK to see my boyfriend at the time. On the way over, I was sexually assaulted by the man sitting next to me. I had at first believed him to be a kind of grandfatherly type, but that quickly faded as we got into the air. The flight attendants wouldn't help me. That 8 hour flight was a living nightmare.
I had a layover in Amsterdam. When we landed, he turned to me and said "during your layover, we are getting a hotel." I was crying and pretended I didn't hear him.
When I entered the terminal, I tried to lose him but saw him racing to catch up to me. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a man who looked maybe late-20s ran up to me and put his arm around my shoulders. I was in such a shock that I can't recall his name....but he said "Hi. My name is ___. I'm from Texas and I am here to visit my girlfriend. I'd like to walk you to your gate if that's alright."
At Schipol there is security at each gate, so I was safe from there. He dropped me at my gate and went on his way. To feel like someone was looking out for me after 8 hrs of that hell was an indescribable feeling and I am forever grateful for him and people like him.
I went to Cook Out once in college. I was in a really bad spot because of a horrible TBI, and I had been crying in bed most of the day but finally ventured out that night for some comfort food. My voice must have sounded pretty horrible over the speaker, because as the guy at the window handed me my food, he said, "Hey, it sounds like you're having kind of a rough day, so I put some extra caramel in your milkshake and extra cheese on your burger. Hope that's cool."
That was probably twelve years ago and I still think about him because it was just such an unexpected and sweet gesture. If you read this, Cook Out superhero, I'm sorry I started crying again after you said that- that was probably super awkward- but you are a wonderful human and I hope life has rewarded you richly for it.
She went to a cookout after "a horrible TBI" (traumatic brain injury)?
I had a car that was on its last legs. It was in the shop and I asked the mechanic if the car would make it out of state and back.( only 5 hours to the next state). I explained I had family death to deal with. He gave me the keys to his car. No questions asked. Thank you Jesus 🙏!! I made it there and back. I filled the tank, washed and cleaned the inside of his car, bought floor mats and a thank you card! I always recommend his shop! THANK YOU JOHN, from the bottom of my heart ❤️.
I had a flat tire on the way to work when I stopped to get gas (my fault, young driver, and i hit the metal edge of the platform for the pump). The owner gave me his car and told me he'd organise tires till the end of the day and to just go to work and come back. Which he did. At an other repair shop, they told me, that they didn't have an heateable outside mirror right now, but that they would install a regular one and I should come by next week to have it switched. They didn't want any money right now or contact information - just come by and then we'll deal with it.
My wife bought something off of FB marketplace and found out the lady selling stuff was a single mom moving out of state and had no help. My wife went over to her house every day for a couple of weeks and helped her pack up her stuff.
When I was 16, I was at an employment provider appointment(they help you look for work if you're getting unemployment payments in Australia). I was living pretty rough back then, all I wanted was for somebody to give me a chance. Lynda came out to me after the appointment, put $20 in my hand and whispered "please, get yourself something to eat". It wasn't a secret that I was in a bad spot, I was clearly malnourished, covered in bruises, and wearing donated clothes. I bought as much food as I could with that money, and cried while I ate it in a parking lot. I'll never forget her.
I was working in a kiosk at a mall. I had just gone through a pretty rough break up that left me feeling worthless after I had been cheated on. I must've been pretty bad at hiding my emotional expressions because a random stranger walking by stopped and asked if I was okay. I surprisingly felt compelled to tell them I wasn't. Which is out of the norm for me with a stranger. They asked if I wanted a hug and I agreed. I cried on a stranger's shoulder and didn't even explain why. They said that I will be okay and it's okay to not be okay and that they hope I feel better soon and walked away after I thanked them and apologized. A complete stranger made me feel like I wasn't alone anymore by hugging me and letting me cry on their shoulder. It really helped me.
Some time ago, I witnessed an act of kindness that left a deep impression on me... I was in a small coffe shop when an elderly lady reached the counter and, upon trying to pay, realized she had forgotten her wallet. She clearly felt uncomfortable and embarrassed, nervously apologizing. Just as the situation started to become awkward, a man who was further back in the line stepped forward, and without saying a word, paid for her coffee. He did it so naturally, as if it were something he did all the time. The lady tried to apologize, but he simply smiled and said, "Don't worry, we all forget something from time to time. Enjoy your coffee"
What impressed me the most was the simplicity with which he acted, without seeking any recognition. It made me think about how the simplest actions, those that seem small, can have a profound impact on someone else's life.
My wife and I, on a rare occasion, dined out. We went to a Bob Evans, where seated across from us, was an elderly couple. She with a cane shuffled toward the bathroom. The husband was standing outside for quite a while, occasionally opened the door and called inside to make sure she was good. My wife noticed this and entered the rest room to help if needed, it was needed. Husband was grateful and thanked her profusely. My wife suggested, and I readily agreed, to buy a gift certificate for a meal on us for them. They both teared up as they rarely went out due to her infirmity and finances and looked forward to a treat. Just as they were preparing to leave, the waiter came up and informed them the meal was comped. He then came to our table and informed us our meal was comped also. We thanked him and Bob Evans. "It wasn't me/us". As we left, there was a couple in the car ready to leave, she waved at us, we mouthed the words "thank you". Quite a good experience.
I was in a coffee shop in denver downtown. There was a homeless guy in bad shape as well in the shop sheltering from a snowstorm. A stranger came in, saw the guy and went back to her car and gave him a package that said "homeless kit" , which I think had some packaged food, blankets, some papers and other things that I couldn't see. Honestly, it was really cool to know something like that exists, and I genuinely think it helped him in the short term.
That is a fantastic thing to keep in your vehicle! (along with survival stuff and road flares, etc.) Just had to google these. They can be quite expensive! (but worth it) You can probably make one yourself for much less.
My boss and I closed up the restaurant and he stuck around with a homeless guy. Sat down with him and they ate food together.
We were the last one's out, so like 1am. Didn't say anything about it, just walked over with a bag of food, sat down and ate with him.
Something so delicate about the simple stuff that makes us human.
It was a hot summer day, and I was working minimum wage at the time. My card got declined, trying to buy a one gallon jug of water. The lady behind me goes, "Aww baby, don't worry I got you. I started to tear up.
Being thirsty, genuinely thirsty with no relief, is torture. Being hungry is also no picnic, but not as bad as being thirsty. Blessings on the lady who helped 🙏.
I buy 5 or so Ikea umbrellas and keep them handy when driving around in the rain. Sometimes there's a perfect opportunity to roll down the window and ask a pedestrian if they'd like an umbrella.
Recently a student leaving his class said his umbrella was just stolen and he seemed thrilled with the timing of the umbrella offer!
I can't believe someone does this! I always think this when it's raining but I never remember to actually go on a hunt for cheap umbrellas!
A few years ago I needed to buy food for my kids and I for a few days. I had about $48 in my bank account. I was having a bad day and was in a hurry. I stopped by Walmart on my way home and started rushing through.
A man and a Walmart employee were talking in front of the last item I needed. I was impatient and they were talking for a while. Finally I removed my headphones (I was listening to music) to hear what they were saying. The man needed cabinet liners.
The employee didn’t know where they were so I interrupted and said I would take him. I rushed him to the other side of the store and pointed out the different cabinet liners. (I try to do random acts of kindness as often as possible)
I rushed back to the aisle I needed and grabbed my last item. I rush to the self checkouts and scan my items. It came to $36 and some change. I start to take out my card and the man taps me on the shoulder and insists on paying.
I will never forget what he did for me that day. Did he watch for me or was it an impulse when he saw me at the registers? I will never know the answer. It still brings tears to my eyes. He saved me that day and I can never repay him. He was my angel that day.
When I was homeless and still with my ex, we would camp out at McDonald's to use their wifi, and if we were lucky get a deal on food through the app.
It was close to Christmas time and we were there doing our usual thing, and a man got up and dropped a $100 bill on the table as he went out, not saying anything. I barely had time to say thank you as he went out the door.
He was probably just as grateful as you were. He had the means to help.
My mom was pick-pocketed at a Walmart. A few hours later a woman called saying she found the wallet - the thieves threw it on the side of the road. We met the woman to get the wallet. My mom offered her money for returning it; the woman refused and just asked her to pay it forward.
A few years later I found someone’s pet cat and arranged to return him to his owners. The owner offered me money for caring for the cat until she could come get him. I did the same as the woman who found my mom’s wallet, and refused any money and asked them to pay it forward when you are able.
I looked after a dog that had been hit by a car for a couple of hours last week until the owner could come & take her to the vet; I didn't know the dog or the owner (tracked by microchip) but the guy's boss wouldn't let him leave work immediately. Dog just needed a safe place for a while - I told him to pay it forward too
I was in Kerala, South India, trying to find an ATM on a busy motorway as my taxi driver had to a do a loop as there was no where to stop. A bunch of people figure out what was my issue and I was grabbed by the arm and helped to cross this insane motorway to an ATM on the other side of the road.
One of the guys watched my back as I painfully looked outplace. I didn't think I needed help but as I was an obvious tourist they helped me cross again and we convene with my taxi. I was expecting they wanted some money but they wanted nothing to do with it.
They just saw a foreigner who was panicked, sweating like a waterfall, in a high stress situation and chose to help him.
Today the librarian must have noticed my 2 year old was reaching his limit of staying-quiet-and-not-grabbing-all-the-books and offered him a sticker just in time. I didn't even notice she was there until she saved the day!
I have crayons and coloring pages in my desk at all times for this exact reason.
May 2005 I was driving from Atlanta to Chattanooga. Car in front of me was pulling a trailer. A wheel came off and got lodged under my car. I was on the interstate and my car started spinning. My car went backwards down a hill until it hit a tree.
A woman who had seen it happen pulled over and ran down to my car to get me. She’d seen sparks under my car. It hadn’t rained recently and she risked her own safety to help me get out of my car. My door wouldn’t open, so I had to crawl out the passenger door. My shoe had come off and she told me, “Forget the shoe!” When we got to the road, she hugged me as I cried.
I wish I’d gotten her name. I’ve never forgotten her and like to think of her as my guardian angel.
My friend (an elderly grandmother) had her brand new car accidentally hit by a teenager reversing into her. They both got out of the car and my friend, who is a little feisty, was enraged, and started yelling “what were you thinking?!” The teenage girl started crying, which took my friend off guard, and she instantly hugged her, calmed her down, helped her figure out the damage (just a bent license plate, no big deal) and then took her out for lunch at a very fancy restaurant to cheer her up. I thought it was so sweet.
I once saw a AskReddit post asking what people wanted for Christmas. I said a InstaPot. Some stranger on reddit messaged me and sent me one via Amazon. That was like 5 years ago and I still use that thing every week. Thank you again fellow redditor!
I work at a coffee shop in a bad part of town. One of our regular customers rides his bike to one of his jobs, he stops in every morning for some coffee, well one day his bike got stolen, his only means of transportation. A customer overheard the hubbub and went out and bought him a bike, we had it waiting for him in our backroom the next day. Bike lock included.
I was in high school sitting alone in class (during lunch hour). had a teacher randomly come in to talk to me, I guess he sensed that I was depressed or something. we talked about life for about half an hour. he left the room and came back 5 min later with a picture he drew for me. it said "take it day by day" in green/blue graffiti letters. I still have it in one of my folders!! i never saw him again sadly.
A good ghost teacher wandering the halls to help lost kids in their time of need….
Actually it was my kids when they were nine. An older lady fell down in the supermarket parking lot and they both ran over and helped her up and made sure she was ok.
Standing in line at the packed grocery store, I waited in line. A teen stands in the back of a line one over, holding flowers. A middle aged guy in that line sees him and goes over to him, offers him a short introduction and a handshake then pays for the guy's flowers. It was so random and so sweet. Right around homecoming time.
ONE TIME, I was at a café, and a stranger paid for an elderly woman’s coffee without her knowing. When she found out, she smiled so big and said, ‘I guess there’s still magic in the world.✨’ It was such a small gesture, but the joy it brought her was unforgettable. 😊It really made me realize how a tiny act of kindness can ripple through someone’s day in the best way.🌟.
ONE TIME someone did the pay it forward in the McDonald’s line in front of me. One. Time. That moment stuck with me so much (I was living in my car and 17 at the time) that for the past decade I have not stopped doing it when I can. I forgot to for a while. Maybe a year. I was “busy” so something in my gut said “just leave the change for the next person” last time I hit the drive thru. Man. I never look back for reactions but this time I did and this man (BIG MAN) had this beaming smile and I swear, I just hope I had a big smile like that when it first happened to me cuz those people deserved to see that. I was full of joy and so was he and it was a wonderful moment. We should all keep paying it forward every day even in the small ways.
Can we get more articles like this, and fewer bashing various groups of people?
I agree!! For the first time in ages I was able to read through an entire post of stories and I was smiling and thinking how nice when people do nice things for others. Instead of "AITH" and celebrity gossip type of stories....
Load More Replies...My entire life has been like a DND game where I keep rolling critical failures but when the game is about to end horribly the dungeon master cheats just enough to keep my character alive enough to run into the next trap. Random acts is what keeps me alive. Even if it's just a government official taking extra time to put me back into the system after I was inexplicably removed. Thank you to all of you who actually care.
Two: i forgot my wallet couldn't pay for my groceries. I had saved just enough on my SNAP card (food stamps) to pay for the groceries. I driven 45 minutes to get to the store, Trader Joe's, because it was cheaper. I spent an hour picking out food. A nice man rushed over and paid, $300. He doesn't know how much it helped. Two: picked up my car after it was repaired. I had just enough to pay for the repairs. It had no gas. Rolled into a gas station without money. Frantic. I needed two gallons to get.home. A man living in his car, gave me $20. I have always tried to help the homeless, never expected anything in return.
Awhile back I fell in a parking lot and sprained my ankle terribly. It was so painful I sat where I fell for a good 20 minutes because even moving to try and stand up was excruciating. In that time 3 different couples and 2 other people came up and offered to help. One offered a ride to the hospital, another to help me to my car, someone else offered to drive me home. There really are good people in the world.
Two acts of kindness I have posted before, but in a different incarnation. 17 or 18 years old, I was looking for a bus to get me to our camp site, and didn't know when the last bus was, so I knocked on a door and asked. They told me the last bus had gone, so I started walking. The same couple took their car out and picked me up and drove me to where I wanted to go. Very young, very innocent in those long ago days, could have been another Brady and Hindley for all I knew or even imagined. The second tale will wait for another day.
In an online group I'm in, sometimes someone asks for help for a family in need (group is well vetted for who's in, so no scams). Some had house fires, some just fell on bad times, but they never ask for themselves - it's nearly exclusively neighbors and friends wanting to help. Which is already heart warming. They never ask for money, just food like dried goods, warm clothes for the winter for children, school supplies etc. A lot of people donate what they don't need themselves, but I'm always taking a slightly different route. I know from experience how hard it can be to be the poor kid in class, not having fashionable things and toys of current craze. So I gently inform myself what the kids like and get new stuff for them around that theme. If a kid likes Minecraft, I'd get a Minecraft backpack, couple of branded t-shirts, set of sweats, maybe some other items of use and top it with a toy or a book to match. And send it their way anonymously. I just hope it brings a smile to a kid.
When I was attending a girls' Catholic high school, we were seated alphabetically and the girl in the seat in front of me always looked dirty and her uniform was also dirty. I didn't know it, but her family was very poor and she was there on a scholarship. I started noticing that occasionally on a Friday afternoon, she would be called to the main office. She'd return with a paper shopping bag and I noticed that it contained shampoo, soap, laundry soap, etc. Apparently, the nuns sent her home with supplies from their convent. After that, her hair was cleaner and so were her uniforms. We never know what someone else is dealing with.
Load More Replies...Helped an old man in front of the in the checkout line once. He'd already had to put back some of his stuff and still didn't have enough. I asked the cashier how much he still needed and what do you know? I had some extra money in my pocket. 😁 Told him to pay it forward and help someone else when he could. I think if we all took care of each other the world would be a nicer place.
Just as a pinch of salt adds flavor to food, one small act of kindness can turn a person's life 180°.
Was in the drive through at a dairy queen, the lady in front of me had some small children in the back seat. My wife and I made funny faces at them and waved, just being silly. The kids got a big kick out of it, when we got to the payment window, we found that our order was paid for! It was just a couple of cones, but awesome to realize we had made someone's days brighter.
one day was having a small panic attack in a sheetz gas station bc i ran into someone who had really hurt me in the past, and a worker there was like "you ok sweetie? do you need help or is it just a bad day? you can tell me? i'm just a gas station worker. it does't really matter what i think". she seemed so young, like college student or younger. and i said it's ok, it's just a bad day but i'll be fine, but she shouldn't say that because how could she not matter? and then we both cried for a second. and then she said i should get gummies because that's what she eats on bad days and i got both of us some and i know she helped me and i hope she's ok too.
I was driving through a rough area of my city once. Huge reputation for youth crime. A couple of teenage boys suddenly sprinted across the road, bringing the traffic to a stop. In my head I'm thinking best case scenario they're irresponsible idiots, worst case they've just robbed the shop they'd been in front of. I looked to see what they were actually doing and saw them crouched down next to a man lying on the ground. I suddenly realised - they'd sprinted across the road because they'd seen this man fall over, and they were going to his rescue. I watched while they helped him back up onto his feet and packed his spilled groceries back into his bag. I couldn't hear the conversation but I could tell from the body language that they were being friendly and cracking jokes to make him feel less embarrassed. It was one of the loveliest things I've seen and I felt terrible for pre-judging. I hope I manage to raise my daughters to have that much compassion. Their parents should be proud.
I was staying with my bestie after she split up with her partner to help her with her little one. She took the little one to nursery and she texted my while i was still at hers getting ready for work that she bought be some socks as she thought i needed some. Now it seems like such a small thing but to me it was so thoughtful that she thought of me and my well being like that i still think about this alot.
When I was about seven or eight I was boarding a train at Kings Cross station. Someone stepped on the back of my shoe and it fell off my foot and onto the train track. As I was sitting on the train with my Mum a man started speaking to her about the shoe and said he worked for British Rail. I don't know what else they spoke about (I was only seven or eight). About two days later this lovely man arrived on our doorstep with my lost shoe and a box of chocolates for me. He wrote a small note which started "Dear Cinderella" and I don't remember the rest of it. Honestly though, now adult me looks back on that and think how nice it was that a man working for British Rail in the late 1970s went through all that trouble to be nice to seven or eight year old me.
Oh this was happy, positive and uplifting. We need more like this Bored Panda 😊
I'm helping as many people as I can, not often giving money but sometimes groceries, helping an elderly with their groceries (once bought a bag for a disabled woman trying to pack her groceries in a box that she couldn't hold), chatting with lonely people while waiting for the bus, and so on. Little gestures give you a great feeling of being a useful part of society. I remember this lady, not old but impaired, asking for groceries on a parking lot next to a supermarket. I bought her some canned food and just before leaving I gave her some of the fancy chocolates (papillotes, French tradition) I just bought for Christmas. That was a very small gesture but the chocolates brought her in tears. Who knows last time she had some. She said she would share them with her grandchildren. Bless that lady, I almost cried.
Can we get more articles like this, and fewer bashing various groups of people?
I agree!! For the first time in ages I was able to read through an entire post of stories and I was smiling and thinking how nice when people do nice things for others. Instead of "AITH" and celebrity gossip type of stories....
Load More Replies...My entire life has been like a DND game where I keep rolling critical failures but when the game is about to end horribly the dungeon master cheats just enough to keep my character alive enough to run into the next trap. Random acts is what keeps me alive. Even if it's just a government official taking extra time to put me back into the system after I was inexplicably removed. Thank you to all of you who actually care.
Two: i forgot my wallet couldn't pay for my groceries. I had saved just enough on my SNAP card (food stamps) to pay for the groceries. I driven 45 minutes to get to the store, Trader Joe's, because it was cheaper. I spent an hour picking out food. A nice man rushed over and paid, $300. He doesn't know how much it helped. Two: picked up my car after it was repaired. I had just enough to pay for the repairs. It had no gas. Rolled into a gas station without money. Frantic. I needed two gallons to get.home. A man living in his car, gave me $20. I have always tried to help the homeless, never expected anything in return.
Awhile back I fell in a parking lot and sprained my ankle terribly. It was so painful I sat where I fell for a good 20 minutes because even moving to try and stand up was excruciating. In that time 3 different couples and 2 other people came up and offered to help. One offered a ride to the hospital, another to help me to my car, someone else offered to drive me home. There really are good people in the world.
Two acts of kindness I have posted before, but in a different incarnation. 17 or 18 years old, I was looking for a bus to get me to our camp site, and didn't know when the last bus was, so I knocked on a door and asked. They told me the last bus had gone, so I started walking. The same couple took their car out and picked me up and drove me to where I wanted to go. Very young, very innocent in those long ago days, could have been another Brady and Hindley for all I knew or even imagined. The second tale will wait for another day.
In an online group I'm in, sometimes someone asks for help for a family in need (group is well vetted for who's in, so no scams). Some had house fires, some just fell on bad times, but they never ask for themselves - it's nearly exclusively neighbors and friends wanting to help. Which is already heart warming. They never ask for money, just food like dried goods, warm clothes for the winter for children, school supplies etc. A lot of people donate what they don't need themselves, but I'm always taking a slightly different route. I know from experience how hard it can be to be the poor kid in class, not having fashionable things and toys of current craze. So I gently inform myself what the kids like and get new stuff for them around that theme. If a kid likes Minecraft, I'd get a Minecraft backpack, couple of branded t-shirts, set of sweats, maybe some other items of use and top it with a toy or a book to match. And send it their way anonymously. I just hope it brings a smile to a kid.
When I was attending a girls' Catholic high school, we were seated alphabetically and the girl in the seat in front of me always looked dirty and her uniform was also dirty. I didn't know it, but her family was very poor and she was there on a scholarship. I started noticing that occasionally on a Friday afternoon, she would be called to the main office. She'd return with a paper shopping bag and I noticed that it contained shampoo, soap, laundry soap, etc. Apparently, the nuns sent her home with supplies from their convent. After that, her hair was cleaner and so were her uniforms. We never know what someone else is dealing with.
Load More Replies...Helped an old man in front of the in the checkout line once. He'd already had to put back some of his stuff and still didn't have enough. I asked the cashier how much he still needed and what do you know? I had some extra money in my pocket. 😁 Told him to pay it forward and help someone else when he could. I think if we all took care of each other the world would be a nicer place.
Just as a pinch of salt adds flavor to food, one small act of kindness can turn a person's life 180°.
Was in the drive through at a dairy queen, the lady in front of me had some small children in the back seat. My wife and I made funny faces at them and waved, just being silly. The kids got a big kick out of it, when we got to the payment window, we found that our order was paid for! It was just a couple of cones, but awesome to realize we had made someone's days brighter.
one day was having a small panic attack in a sheetz gas station bc i ran into someone who had really hurt me in the past, and a worker there was like "you ok sweetie? do you need help or is it just a bad day? you can tell me? i'm just a gas station worker. it does't really matter what i think". she seemed so young, like college student or younger. and i said it's ok, it's just a bad day but i'll be fine, but she shouldn't say that because how could she not matter? and then we both cried for a second. and then she said i should get gummies because that's what she eats on bad days and i got both of us some and i know she helped me and i hope she's ok too.
I was driving through a rough area of my city once. Huge reputation for youth crime. A couple of teenage boys suddenly sprinted across the road, bringing the traffic to a stop. In my head I'm thinking best case scenario they're irresponsible idiots, worst case they've just robbed the shop they'd been in front of. I looked to see what they were actually doing and saw them crouched down next to a man lying on the ground. I suddenly realised - they'd sprinted across the road because they'd seen this man fall over, and they were going to his rescue. I watched while they helped him back up onto his feet and packed his spilled groceries back into his bag. I couldn't hear the conversation but I could tell from the body language that they were being friendly and cracking jokes to make him feel less embarrassed. It was one of the loveliest things I've seen and I felt terrible for pre-judging. I hope I manage to raise my daughters to have that much compassion. Their parents should be proud.
I was staying with my bestie after she split up with her partner to help her with her little one. She took the little one to nursery and she texted my while i was still at hers getting ready for work that she bought be some socks as she thought i needed some. Now it seems like such a small thing but to me it was so thoughtful that she thought of me and my well being like that i still think about this alot.
When I was about seven or eight I was boarding a train at Kings Cross station. Someone stepped on the back of my shoe and it fell off my foot and onto the train track. As I was sitting on the train with my Mum a man started speaking to her about the shoe and said he worked for British Rail. I don't know what else they spoke about (I was only seven or eight). About two days later this lovely man arrived on our doorstep with my lost shoe and a box of chocolates for me. He wrote a small note which started "Dear Cinderella" and I don't remember the rest of it. Honestly though, now adult me looks back on that and think how nice it was that a man working for British Rail in the late 1970s went through all that trouble to be nice to seven or eight year old me.
Oh this was happy, positive and uplifting. We need more like this Bored Panda 😊
I'm helping as many people as I can, not often giving money but sometimes groceries, helping an elderly with their groceries (once bought a bag for a disabled woman trying to pack her groceries in a box that she couldn't hold), chatting with lonely people while waiting for the bus, and so on. Little gestures give you a great feeling of being a useful part of society. I remember this lady, not old but impaired, asking for groceries on a parking lot next to a supermarket. I bought her some canned food and just before leaving I gave her some of the fancy chocolates (papillotes, French tradition) I just bought for Christmas. That was a very small gesture but the chocolates brought her in tears. Who knows last time she had some. She said she would share them with her grandchildren. Bless that lady, I almost cried.