Senin, Oktober 20, 2008
Story below is a story that I can mailinglists alumni from Germany,
or U.S. citizens living or I never lived there.
It is feasible to read a few minutes, and direnungkan lifetime.
I am a mother of three children and recently completed a course
I. The last class I should take a sociology.
The Lecturers are very inspiring, with quality that I expect every
people have them.
The last task was given to the students were given the name "Smiling."
All the students are asked to go out and give senyumnya
to the three foreigners discovering and documenting the reaction
them. After that each student is asked to present
in front of the class. I was a jovial, friendly and easy
always smiling at everyone. So, I think, this task is
easy.
After receiving the assignment page, rushing to meet my husband and my children
My youngest is waiting in the garden in the campus page, go to
to McDonald's restaurants around the campus. Morning air
very cold and dry. When my husband will go in the queue,
I interrupt and ask him to accompany that while the Bungsu
find a place to sit is still empty.
When I'm in the queue, waiting to be serviced, sudden
everyone around us move away, and even the people
that all the queuing at the back exit, I take away from the queue.
A self-control feelings of panic I, when the turn and see
why all of them on breaking? When it's my turn
track a "body odor of dirty" significant relationship, it right
I stood in the back of two homeless men who are filthy!
I'm confused, and can not move at all.
When I resign, accidentally my eyes stare male
shorter, standing closer to me, and he is
"smile" to my direction. This blue-eyed men, highlight eyes
sharp, but also radiate love. He stared into my direction,
he seems to ask that I can receive a 'presence' in the place.
He greet "Good day!" while still smiling while calculating and
some coin prepared to pay for food that will
ordered. In my reply senyumnya spontaneous, and occur immediately
by my 'work' given by my lecturers. Both men are
play with the hand movements strange standing in the back of his colleagues.
I soon realized that the man was suffering both mentally defisiensi,
and the man with blue eyes is a "helper" it. I feel very
concerned after knowing that the queue is now only
I live with them, and we tiba2 only person to have in
front counter.
When the young woman at the counter to ask what I want
my message, I'm inviting both men to this book first.
Blue-eyed men immediately order the "Coffee, one cup Nona."
Coin from the fact that it is collected only able to be purchased by
they (have to be rules in restaurants here, if you want to sit in
in the restaurant and warm body, so people should buy
something). And it seems both these people only want to incite
body.
Tiba2 I just attacked by a sense of compassion that I had
glued some time, while my eyes follow the steps they
find a place to sit far apart from other tamu2, which
almost all of them are ..
At the same time, I realize that when it all
in the eyes of the restaurant are also intended to myself, and would also
see all the 'action' I am.
My new tersadar after officials at the counter to greet me
a third time to ask what I want the message. I smile
and requested the two packages provided breakfast (outside of my order) in the
separate trays.
After paying all the orders, I requested help other officers
that is counter to deliver the trays to my order
table / seat my husband and children. Meanwhile, I bring
trays other running corner circling to the table that have been selected
the second man to rest. I put the tray containing food
the above thoughts, and put my hand on the back of the
bemata cold hands of men in blue that, while I say "this food
I have a message for you both. "
Back blue eyes that stare in the direction I now begin the eye
berkaca2 wet and he was only able to say "Thank you very much,
ma'am. "I try to keep my composure, while strike
shoulder I said, "Surely not that I do this
for you, God is also around here and have whisper
something to my ear to deliver food to you. "
I heard the speech, the Blue Eyes should be no power of arrest and
Crusaders while the second man sob. At that time, I want to
merengkuh the second man.
I can not weep when I keep running
leave them and join with my husband and children,
not far from where they sit. When I sat my husband
I tried to mollify housekeeper with a smile and said,
"Now I know why God send yourself a
istriku, that, to 'calm' for myself and
anak2ku! "
We hold hands each other some time and then we benar2
grateful and realize that just because 'bisikanNYA' is our
has been able to utilize the 'opportunity' to be able to do something
for others who are in need.
When we eat food is, starting from the delegates who will
leave the restaurant and was followed by several other delegates, they
one by one approached our table, just want to 'shake
hands' with us. One of them, a father,
memegangi my hands, and say "end, this has been
to provide the expensive lesson for all of us who are here,
if given a chance when I will, I will do
as you contohkan was to us. "
I can only say "thank you" smile. Before
leave the restaurant I go to see sempatkan toward
the second man, and there seems to 'magnit' that connects bathin
we, they turn directly toward us with a smile, and
melambai2kan hands toward us. In my journey home
ponder again what I have to do the second person
homeless overnight, it benar2 'action' that never
by me.
Experience shows that day to how I 'love'
God is very warm and beautiful!
I go back to college, on the last day course with the 'story' is
in my hands. I submit a 'paper' I have to my lecturers. And
the next day, before I start the course called lecturers
to the front of my class, he saw to me and said, "Can I
ceritamu distribute this to others? "I'm happy with the
uses.
When will he start the course ask for the attention of the class
I read the paper. He began to read, the siswapun
listen carefully to the stories of the lecturers, and lecture room
to be deserted. With the way and style of the lecturers in
, telling the story, students present in the room
course that seems to follow indeed to see how the event
progress, so that the students who sit in the back row in the
I close them come in to hug me
harunya feelings.
At the end of reading the paper, the lecturer deliberately close
with the story, the one sentence that I write at the end
my paper.
"Tersenyumlah with the 'heart', and you will know
how 'terrible' impact caused by the green. "
With their own way, God has' use 'to myself
touch people in the McDonald's, my husband, son,
guruku, and each student who attended the lecture last night in
I as a freshman. I graduated with 1 lesson largest
that I never get anywhere on the course, namely:
"WITHOUT RECEIVING TERMS."
Many stories about love that can be written for diresapi
by the readers, but for anyone who had read
and that sure the story is expected to take lessons
how loving other, BY USING
SEDIKIT property's, and not MENCINTAI
PROPERTY-OWNED fees WE ARE NOT, BY USING
SESAMA!
If you think that this story has touched your heart,
continue to this story orang2 nearest you. Here are 'angels'
that will accompany you, so at least people who read
This story will be the heart to do something
(not) for a fellow who is need help
hands!
Wise people say: Many people who come and go from
life, but only 'a wise friend' who will
leave the Network in hearts.
To interact with yourself, use nalarmu. But for
interact with others, use the cafe! Who
lose money, will lose a lot, people who lose
friends, will lose more! But people who lose
confidence, will lose everything! God will ensure
to give each animal food for them, but
He does not throw food into their lair,
animals that remain tend to be able to get it.
Young people are 'beautiful' is a work of nature,
but those parents' beautiful 'is a work of art.
Learn from their experience, because you do not
can live long enough to be able to get all of that
from the experience of yourself