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Monday, January 31, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
The weekend of splendid events all encompass one wonderful thing:
1. In the library, after a long day of Saturday Studying I was feeling quite fatigued. There is only one quick solution to this. Swedish Fish vending machine run. So, I gathered four American quarters and made my way (only after I completed exactly half of my homework). So there I was, gazing at those fish. When....one of my quarters fell out. Not accepted. Sadly, I exclaimed, "Oh dear. One of them is Canadian."
I looked longingly at the machine, eyes saddened, and I walked off. Moments later, while talking with dear Metridith and TJ,
a young lad rushed to my side and offered me a perfect American dollar bill.
He saw what happened, and took my 75 cents American and 25 cents Canadian in exchange. He told me he'd just use that quarter next time he's in Canada.
Um.....SO NICE!
2. EUURRRPOPE! Okay, okay, I know I talk about Europe a lot on this little blog of mine, but I just can't get over what a blessing it was and still is! I absolutely LOVE seeing people from Europe. There is just such a fantastic connection we have with eachother! On Friday, some of us got together and had a grand ol' time. We went from Mexican food, to Ballroom Dancing, to playing Sardines on campus (and even my lovely roommates came!) to a swell time at my apartment involving cake, popcorn and hairwraps with buttons.
Um....SO SMILEY right now, just even thinking of it.
The warming of my heart.
Yep, that's right. Two things made me smile real big this weekend. 1. In the library, after a long day of Saturday Studying I was feeling quite fatigued. There is only one quick solution to this. Swedish Fish vending machine run. So, I gathered four American quarters and made my way (only after I completed exactly half of my homework). So there I was, gazing at those fish. When....one of my quarters fell out. Not accepted. Sadly, I exclaimed, "Oh dear. One of them is Canadian."
I looked longingly at the machine, eyes saddened, and I walked off. Moments later, while talking with dear Metridith and TJ,
a young lad rushed to my side and offered me a perfect American dollar bill.
He saw what happened, and took my 75 cents American and 25 cents Canadian in exchange. He told me he'd just use that quarter next time he's in Canada.
Um.....SO NICE!
2. EUURRRPOPE! Okay, okay, I know I talk about Europe a lot on this little blog of mine, but I just can't get over what a blessing it was and still is! I absolutely LOVE seeing people from Europe. There is just such a fantastic connection we have with eachother! On Friday, some of us got together and had a grand ol' time. We went from Mexican food, to Ballroom Dancing, to playing Sardines on campus (and even my lovely roommates came!) to a swell time at my apartment involving cake, popcorn and hairwraps with buttons.
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Um....SO SMILEY right now, just even thinking of it.
Monday, January 17, 2011
Psssst. Can I tell you a secret?
Maybe, just possibly you saw the nicest person you have ever-almost-met today. Most likely.
I often think of that at school. A few days ago I was completing my first-of-the-semester mail run, which encompassed me carrying all of the parcel's contents to each of my classes 'til I had time to run (literally) to the post office before five. [So, if you are a recipient, basically you are very special AND in a roundabout way went to every single class with me and met each person I know!]
Anyway-I got to the post office and there was a huge line. When I was done sealing up all my packages I went to the back of the line which spanned out the door.
A few minutes passed when a boy came in line behind me. He was very jolly (and an experienced mailer, as he was reusing a flat rate box even) and kept eyeing up my pink and blue parcels. I wondered what he thought of them. Maybe even where he was from. You know. But I didn't say a word and just carried on my way.
A few minutes later, I heard him talking to a girl behind him (clearly a freshman) who desperately needed tape. He was so kind and offered his to her and even taped it for her! When it was finally his turn, he was so genuinely kind and smiley to the postman.
It warmed my heart.
I wanted to say something. Introduce myself! Exclaim that this young lad would someday, very much like today, change the world.
He left the post office before I was done filling out my Canadian customs forms and picking out my 2011 stamps. Since then I have thought of this experience and have pondered people I come across in such a different light.
Yes, maybe the stars do align and a certain day would be made beautifully bright by meeting the person buying their sandwich to my right or catching my eye through the library book shelf in the poetry section. Who knows.
Who have you seen today? And who have you really not seen and just passed by? Maybe that person was a math tutor. Maybe a great cookie baker. Or maybe even your newest kindred spirit friend! Or maybe just someone who smiled when you, being as kind as you are, smiled their way.
...Just sayin'.
P.S. Don't feel too bad about post office boy. Rexburg isn't that big. And if he likes the post office as much as me...well, I'm sure we'll be looking at stamp books together in no time.
Probably.
I mean, what if you were to turn to that lad or lady and say "Hey, you're glasses are really great" or possibly, "Your van makes me want to go back to Folk Fest" And then picture it. Huge smiles. Best Friends. Travelling the world together. Just like that.
I mean, what if you were to turn to that lad or lady and say "Hey, you're glasses are really great" or possibly, "Your van makes me want to go back to Folk Fest" And then picture it. Huge smiles. Best Friends. Travelling the world together. Just like that.
I often think of that at school. A few days ago I was completing my first-of-the-semester mail run, which encompassed me carrying all of the parcel's contents to each of my classes 'til I had time to run (literally) to the post office before five. [So, if you are a recipient, basically you are very special AND in a roundabout way went to every single class with me and met each person I know!]
Anyway-I got to the post office and there was a huge line. When I was done sealing up all my packages I went to the back of the line which spanned out the door.
A few minutes passed when a boy came in line behind me. He was very jolly (and an experienced mailer, as he was reusing a flat rate box even) and kept eyeing up my pink and blue parcels. I wondered what he thought of them. Maybe even where he was from. You know. But I didn't say a word and just carried on my way.
A few minutes later, I heard him talking to a girl behind him (clearly a freshman) who desperately needed tape. He was so kind and offered his to her and even taped it for her! When it was finally his turn, he was so genuinely kind and smiley to the postman.
It warmed my heart.
I wanted to say something. Introduce myself! Exclaim that this young lad would someday, very much like today, change the world.
But the moment, as quickly as it came, passed by.
Yes, maybe the stars do align and a certain day would be made beautifully bright by meeting the person buying their sandwich to my right or catching my eye through the library book shelf in the poetry section. Who knows.
Or maybe I'm the one who would have made their day bright.
Who have you seen today? And who have you really not seen and just passed by? Maybe that person was a math tutor. Maybe a great cookie baker. Or maybe even your newest kindred spirit friend! Or maybe just someone who smiled when you, being as kind as you are, smiled their way.
...Just sayin'.
P.S. Don't feel too bad about post office boy. Rexburg isn't that big. And if he likes the post office as much as me...well, I'm sure we'll be looking at stamp books together in no time.
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