I've always been a quiet girl, silently observing everything and everyone around me. Throughout elementary school, I thought I could be brave and try to make friends but instead I was received with bullying. I was always made fun of and laughed at over silly things, girls can be cruel sometimes. Things stayed this way all through elementary school and a bit into middle school. My favorite period was art and my art teacher noticed my interest but she also saw how quiet and secluded I was so she started to spend time with me.
Then she said she'll teach me oil painting during free periods and since then, I started spending all my free periods with her. That one small act of kindness helped me to slowly break out of my little shell of self-consciousness and fear. An act of kindness, little or grand, can have quite an impact on someone's life. Throughout college, I made it a habit to say 'thank you' to the cafeteria ladies whenever they passed me my lunch or my change, knowing that it probably brightens their day a little to have their efforts recognized. During my days of work, I try to be appreciative and kind to my co-workers by commending them on their efforts, knowing that small acts of kindness encourages them to work extra more than stern words ever could. When I practice kindness as a way of life, it brings me a strange sense of inner peace.
I always try to put myself in another's shoes, thinking to myself "What if it were me..?". So be kind to one another, spread the love. You never know, maybe one day you'll be needed some of that love too.