As I was driving home from working with a client
yesterday I passed an apartment building and sitting on a stool with a sign was
a little girl. I slowed to get a look at what was going on and there standing
next to a table covered in cups was another little girl. As I cruised past I
realized they were selling lemonade or something. Brilliant, ingenious, it was
hot. It was after 5 people were driving by on their way home. What if they
needed the money? What if this was how they would buy food for dinner? I turned
around and headed back down the street. I pulled up in front of them with the
window rolled down and a mom stood up. They were on the passenger side so I
waved a dollar bill and said I would love a drink. They had water or Kool-Aid
and it was .50 a cup. I said Kool-Aid and keep the change. She grinned so big
and they both delivered the cup and gave me a wide –eyed thank you. So cute
I am highlighting the artist August Malmstrom this week
for the Artz Council. He was Swedish so a lot of his illustrations and art are
on pages, websites, and blogs that are in Swedish. I must have looked at enough
of them for google to think I speak Swedish because the following day other
pages on other topics I was looking at popped up in Swedish. Funny, how that
amused me more than Chevrolet feeding me those ads in Spanish.
August Malmstrom
I was again driving down a very busy road at a very slow
pace and people were waiting and to pull into the lane from parking lots and
driveways and not getting a break from anyone. So as the light had changed and
none of us were going to go anywhere anyway I allowed a car to pull onto the
road. My wish was that he would let another car that had been waiting pull in
ahead of him. He did not. SO when the light changed I signaled for the car to
jump on in. As we passed through two more lights and stopped at another one there
at another side road was a car waiting to leave a parking lot. I was too far
back to let him front of me so scooted up as far as I could so the car behind
me could let him in believing I had been setting a good example about being
kind and patient. The car behind me scooted up right inches from my bumper and
so on and so on behind him so the car had no opportunity to pull out. I then felt
bad for the waiting car. Have they not
ever been the guy waiting to get out and no one would give them a break? Instead
of being nice and being that guy they create a vengeance attitude. No one
helped me I will not help anyone else.
Merry Christmas to all!!!
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