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Hey Pandas, What’s The Most Heartwarming Act Of Kindness You’ve Ever Witnessed Or Experienced?
Kindness has the power to change lives in the most unexpected ways. Whether it’s a small gesture from a stranger or a life-changing act of generosity, we all have stories that warm our hearts. What’s the most touching act of kindness you’ve ever witnessed or experienced? Share your stories and spread the positivity!
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March 2022 - the full-scale invasion started by Putin in Ukraine caused millions to flee their homes and seek refuge in other countries. My country has the largest border with Ukraine, so refugees were expected in huge numbers (mostly women with children, elder or disabled).
My fellow citizens' reaction to the refugees' crisis was overwhelming, and it moved even the most cynical ones. Ordinary people, public figures, businessmen, companies and NGOs organized support centers near the border crossing points and in the big cities. Support consisted of accommodation, hot meals, medical care, plane & train tickets, information, translation, paperwork etc. - all for free. Children received toys and chocolate eggs. The fear in their eyes, slowly turning into relief as they realized they had reached a safe place is something I'll never forget.
I didn't have time to fully process what was happening - until one evening.
We were in a bus station in Bucharest, waiting for the next bus with refugees. One of the volunteers was a 19-year-old boy from Odessa, English speaker, who had joined us to help. He and his family had fled Ukraine in the first days of the war. He told us:
"You know... when Russia occupied Crimea and started the war in Donbass in 2014, we also had refugees coming to Kyiv, to Odessa; however, we didn't mobilize to help them, like you are doing for us. But now we know how it's like to leave all behind and flee for your life. And we also know kindness, compassion and humanity - we learned these from you."
It was dark outside, so we couldn't see each other's tears. But we could feel the warmth in the hearts, and that was enough.
I'm russian by birth and please know that what Putin does does NOT define us as a people. May Ukraine recover and know peace
About 7 years ago, me and my mom were walking to a gas station. It was a very hot day (Middle of July), so I was sweating like crazy.
Now, the town I lived in was not a really great one. Lots of crime, d***s and so on.
While we were walking in the door, a man walked out and said hello to us. He noticed me, and offered to buy me a slushie.
My mother wasn't financially stable at the time, so every penny counted. My mom would not have bought me one due to this.
That remains on of the most heartwarming acts of kindness I have experienced.
What a nice man. I think that what was especially touching, was that he noticed, that you needed one.
Mine is not nearly as a big a thing as these others, but I was touched. When my daughter turned two, we took her to a children's museum for her birthday. She had been given a new outfit by her grandmother, so we put her in before we left. We didn't realize how loose the pants were, so when she tried walking in the museum the pants would fall, and she'd trip. A very sweet woman in took a safety pin out of her hijab to help her keep her pants up. It was a small thing, but very kind of her to help a very flustered set of parents.
Okay, this might be a little on the woo side but:
I was in India, in this little lake city called Pushkar, in Rajasthan. All the buildings are painted sky blue, and the lake reflects the sky. Anyway, there's this place where all the holy men go to pray and bathe by the lake. My grandfather had recently died and I'd just melted down his wedding ring and set it with a little aquamarine that this ex-jeweler-turning-saddhu had given me (long story).
Anyway, I went down to pray by the lake, in my own way, dipped my hand in the water. Got a bit teary. He'd died a few months beforehand and it felt like I was saying goodbye
Afterward, as I'm walking away from the lake this like, 8 year old kid, runs up to me and just presses a harmonica into my palm. I'm like: wtf (only politely). Kid says he just needed me to have it. He's like a middle class Indian kid, in white pants and a nice shirt, just driven up going to temple with his parents. And of course my grandfather played the harmonica and often carried it with him when I was a kid and it didn't make sense but I just straight up started bawling. But it felt like Grandpa Mickey was watching and that was the loveliest thing.
(my wife has been wearing that same ring for twenty years :-)
Disabled, I took a tumble in my kitchen. I could not get up off of the floor. I scooched myself out of the kitchen into the hallway into the living room until I got to a chair and could pull myself up. Through it all my Service Dog laid on the couch watching me while my Cat stayed by my side, taking two steps with each of my scooches. My Cat stayed with me all the way to my chair.
When I got up into my chair, my Cat jumped up onto my lap, checked me over and cuddled with me while my again, Service Dog watched and then went back to sleep.
Most amazing act of kindness I have ever experienced or seen in my life.
So many to choose from. The neighbors mowing our yard without being asked & wouldn't take a penny for it last summer. Because my family had fallen on hard(er) times. Then, at a garden center four yrs. ago, my elderly mom and I were carefully picking & choosing which flat of tomato seedlings we could afford, and because it was early Spring, we couldn't resist getting a couple of tiny pots of pansies. But when paying realized we didn't have enough for the flowers. A young man behind us in line paid the cashier in cash, for everything we had. He said he was 'paying it forward' and only asked that someday we do the same. I'll never forget how humbled & very grateful we felt for his generous act of kindness.
A few years ago, I suffered a violent blow to the head in a fight and ran all the way to my relative's house as fast as I could whilst half-blinded by pain and tears. I reached the bathroom, feeling like I was about to throw up (I didn't, I have a record of not throwing up for over ten years) and fell on the floor in a total mess. At that moment, my relative's cat, Stella, pushed the door open with her head and put her paw on my leg as I petted her. It was so sweet and I know that she knew her human was in distress and tried to help.
I didn't experience or witness it, but I always think of the welcoming kindness and hospitality by the residents of the small town of Gander, Newfoundland after the 9/11/01 terrorist attacks in New York City. The way that community pulled together to feed and house the nearly 6700 passengers of 38 planes that were grounded there is absolutely the epitome of an act of kindness.
I was in a foreign country (Scotland) and totally lost track of time while exploring. I was prepared to sleep under the tour bus, just to have a place slightly out of the elements, and just take the bus back to the mainland in the morning. We were on an island, and the tour bus driver lived on the island. I came walking up late, tired, bedraggled, shaking my head at myself, and apologized immediately to the bus driver.
He gave me the most Scottish appraising look, up and down, and said, di ye see tha smool white hoouse o'er yonder doon tha hill?
Yes, I said. Wall, says he, tell 'em Mr. Morris sent ye. Good night to ye. I went to the house, thinking I might could sleep on their porch, which would have been better than under a bus. Nope, it was Mr. Morris's daughter and son-in-law (or the other way around, it's been years). They took me in, fed me, gave me a bed, and made me feel so welcome.
I made sure to send them a hefty box of goodies when I got back home. Mr. Morris, I'll never forget ye.
Our sweet cat, whom we'd rescued as an adolescent 4 years prior, became very ill and stopped eating. We desperately tried everything to get her to eat. A fellow rescuer suggested we try something super-smelly, and with that I went to a store (that sadly no longer exists) and asked the elderly gentleman at the seafood counter for the smelliest fish he had. He explained that fresh fish isn't smelly, and asked what I really wanted.
I told him about Gail, and he cut off a piece of fish, larger than I would have asked for, then wrapped it and hand-wrote the code. I thanked him profusely, then took it up to the register to pay. The cashier took one look at the code and told me that there was no charge.
A few nibbles of the fish was the last thing Gail ever ate. I kept the sticker with the code for a long time, and would bring it out any time I was losing faith in humanity.
For those who remember the melamine incident, Gail was a very early victim. She had always been frail, and I think it hit her before it started killing healthier pets. When they finally figured it out and recalled the various pet foods made with the melamine, I looked at her food and discovered that it was one of those being recalled.
Today at 6:00 I was shopping atToday at 6:00 I was shopping at Dollar General on Yosemite/Powers, just a few last minute items we needed. It turned out I was $3 short, I took a few things out. I'll get them tomorrow I thought. Then a young man behind me said ' I'll pay to what does she need?'I told him it's ok. He then said , It would be my pleasure to do this for you. I then said thank you that's very kind of you. I didn't even get his name. He had a badge on from Sutter Health. I hope great things happen for you. $3 may not seem like very much but to this old lady it was everything. Dollar General on Yosemite/Powers, just a few last minute items we needed. It turned out I was $3 short, I took a few things out. I'll get them tomorrow I thought. Then a young man behind me said ' I'll pay to what does she need?'I told him it's ok. He then said , It would be my pleasure to do this for you. I then said thank you that's very kind of you. I didn't even get his name. He had a badge on from Sutter Health. I hope great things happen for you. $3 may not seem like very much but to this old lady it was everything.
I love to read these stories. It makes the wars of the world seem like less of an expression of human behaviour. I remembered all kinds of sweet experience myself. One that stands out is this boy about 10 I think who asked if I needed help when I stood waiting with my rollator by the steps of the local train. He was about half my height. I said the driver is coming to put the rollator into the baggage room, but I am very thankful for your offer, it was very kind in you. I cannot imagine what he could have done, but the thought was so sweet that I have never forgot it. And I hope he never stopped offering help, when it seems needed.
Today at 6:00 I was shopping atToday at 6:00 I was shopping at Dollar General on Yosemite/Powers, just a few last minute items we needed. It turned out I was $3 short, I took a few things out. I'll get them tomorrow I thought. Then a young man behind me said ' I'll pay to what does she need?'I told him it's ok. He then said , It would be my pleasure to do this for you. I then said thank you that's very kind of you. I didn't even get his name. He had a badge on from Sutter Health. I hope great things happen for you. $3 may not seem like very much but to this old lady it was everything. Dollar General on Yosemite/Powers, just a few last minute items we needed. It turned out I was $3 short, I took a few things out. I'll get them tomorrow I thought. Then a young man behind me said ' I'll pay to what does she need?'I told him it's ok. He then said , It would be my pleasure to do this for you. I then said thank you that's very kind of you. I didn't even get his name. He had a badge on from Sutter Health. I hope great things happen for you. $3 may not seem like very much but to this old lady it was everything.
I love to read these stories. It makes the wars of the world seem like less of an expression of human behaviour. I remembered all kinds of sweet experience myself. One that stands out is this boy about 10 I think who asked if I needed help when I stood waiting with my rollator by the steps of the local train. He was about half my height. I said the driver is coming to put the rollator into the baggage room, but I am very thankful for your offer, it was very kind in you. I cannot imagine what he could have done, but the thought was so sweet that I have never forgot it. And I hope he never stopped offering help, when it seems needed.