“I’m a college student and I’ve been a die-hard Penguins fan since I attended my first game in the early 1990s with my uncle, and have followed the team every year. I don my Crosby jersey on game day and was one of the many in attendance at the parade this summer. I was lucky enough to score tickets to a Friday night Florida Panthers game from a work colleague. I couldn’t wait to surprise my boyfriend (another huge Pens fan) with this great “date.” We took our seats in Section E and waited anxiously for the game to begin. I decided to ease the wait with a trip to the concession stand for some snacks, as we hadn’t eaten dinner yet. Coming back with two beers, a pretzel and nachos, I realized it was almost game time. Walking down the steps to our seats, I slipped and fell, spilling my tray and covering myself in beer, mustard and nacho cheese. Immediately, two men stepped out of their seats to help me. One made sure that I wasn’t hurt (I was just embarrassed) and the other gentleman went to alert an usher of the spill. As I sat up, using my few napkins to wipe myself off, I saw the layer of mustard and cheese covering my precious jersey and was on the verge of tears. My jersey was a prized possession, and cost almost a whole paycheck. I returned to my seat to watch the game. Just moments later, we were interrupted by an older gentleman holding a tray of nachos, a pretzel and two beers. He handed them to us, telling us that he just wanted us to enjoy the game. He also handed me a white shopping bag. Inside was a Sidney Crosby jersey, just like the one I was wearing. He told me that since my jersey had most likely been ruined by the stains, and was soaked with beer, that I should have a new one. He refused to let me give him any money and wouldn’t even give me his name. He told me that I reminded him of his daughter and that it was his pleasure to help a fellow Pens fan. I was touched beyond words by his generosity. My boyfriend and I thoroughly enjoyed the game, which ended with the Penguins winning in a shootout, but the real takeaway of the evening was the kind and generous spirit of our fellow fans. Although memories of the Stanley Cup finals make me smile, nothing meant more than the kindness I was shown by my fellow Pittsburghers. -Beth Melane”

“I’m a college student and I’ve been a die-hard Penguins fan since I attended my first game in the early 1990s with my uncle, and have followed the team every year. I don my Crosby jersey on game day and was one of the many in attendance at the parade this summer. I was lucky enough to score tickets to a Friday night Florida Panthers game from a work colleague. I couldn’t wait to surprise my boyfriend (another huge Pens fan) with this great “date.” We took our seats in Section E and waited anxiously for the game to begin. I decided to ease the wait with a trip to the concession stand for some snacks, as we hadn’t eaten dinner yet.

Coming back with two beers, a pretzel and nachos, I realized it was almost game time. Walking down the steps to our seats, I slipped and fell, spilling my tray and covering myself in beer, mustard and nacho cheese. Immediately, two men stepped out of their seats to help me. One made sure that I wasn’t hurt (I was just embarrassed) and the other gentleman went to alert an usher of the spill. As I sat up, using my few napkins to wipe myself off, I saw the layer of mustard and cheese covering my precious jersey and was on the verge of tears.

My jersey was a prized possession, and cost almost a whole paycheck. I returned to my seat to watch the game. Just moments later, we were interrupted by an older gentleman holding a tray of nachos, a pretzel and two beers. He handed them to us, telling us that he just wanted us to enjoy the game. He also handed me a white shopping bag. Inside was a Sidney Crosby jersey, just like the one I was wearing.

He told me that since my jersey had most likely been ruined by the stains, and was soaked with beer, that I should have a new one. He refused to let me give him any money and wouldn’t even give me his name. He told me that I reminded him of his daughter and that it was his pleasure to help a fellow Pens fan. I was touched beyond words by his generosity.

My boyfriend and I thoroughly enjoyed the game, which ended with the Penguins winning in a shootout, but the real takeaway of the evening was the kind and generous spirit of our fellow fans. Although memories of the Stanley Cup finals make me smile, nothing meant more than the kindness I was shown by my fellow Pittsburghers. -Beth Melane”

ticklemehappy: *Practice a random act of kindness! ***** The other night it was real cold and my roommate and I saw a homeless man sitting outside the store people just walking by him as If he wasn’t there. We were cold all bundled up.. This guy had to be freezing.. We had a bag of clothes in the back of my car that we were trying to sell- we hve the homeless man like 3 sweatshirts. I know it wasn’t much but it was something. Do something nice for someone and reblog this- I want to see what people do..

ticklemehappy:

*Practice a random act of kindness! *****

The other night it was real cold and my roommate and I saw a homeless man sitting outside the store people just walking by him as If he wasn’t there. We were cold all bundled up.. This guy had to be freezing.. We had a bag of clothes in the back of my car that we were trying to sell- we hve the homeless man like 3 sweatshirts. I know it wasn’t much but it was something. Do something nice for someone and reblog this- I want to see what people do..

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A random act of kindness →

GYMPIE man Bob Bingham believes in random acts of kindness. He was in the Bank of Queensland recently paying his rent, when he noticed commemorative coins on the counter. Like many pensioners with grandchildren, buying Christmas presents starts early; he thought the coins would be an ideal gift for each of his four grandchildren.

Mr Bingham asked the bank teller if they would still be on sale in the following weeks because he was a bit short of cash and thought he might be able to put some money aside each week.

“When I can’t afford something, that’s it - I have to save for it or do without.” When he got home, he was surprised to get a phone call from the real estate that manages his rental home. Apparently a woman standing in the bank had overheard his dilemma and had paid for all four commemorative coins.

“The bank couldn’t give out my details, so they rang the real estate and the real estate rang me! I had to pinch myself - it brought tears to my eyes. The lady wanted to remain anonymous, but I’d like to give her a big hug and thank her personally.”

Mr Bingham believes it was a matter of random acts of kindness passing on down the line. “Just a day or two before this happened, I gave a lady on the bus some change, because she didn’t have enough for her fare. “I think if you do a good deed, well, you don’t expect anything but I do believe in the power of random acts of kindness.”

CONCORDIA bus route 1986 to 1988, I was just three or four years old, but I have never forgotten that bus driver. I don’t know his name, but I remember the crinkles around his eyes when he smiled. My mother was brave enough to flee an abusive marriage when I was just a baby so that I would never know that kind of life. Single moms and dads are well aware of how difficult life can be to schedule and how hard times can get especially around holidays. To the rescue! The shining-eyed Winnipeg Transit Driver would always take his route break at my daycare stop so my mother had time to get off the bus, drop me off and get back on the bus to get to work. If that wasn’t enough, one Easter that angel driver had waiting for me a tiny stuffed white rabbit with a pink bow on his neck. I named him Peter, and if this message finds that driver, I want him to know that 21 or so years later, I still have that bunny, though not as white as he once was. And I would like to thank the shining-eyed driver from the bottom of my heart. — Brandy Fleury

— Random acts of kindness - Winnipeg Free Press

hey random dude who gave me a bus ticket right before I bought one,

Thanks for saving me two bucks!

-itsonlylife

abuddingsurprise:

This is beautiful.

Not random but unbelievably kind.

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Generosity at the checkout  →

A random act of kindness at a supermarket saw a Wanganui couple leave with nearly $70 of free groceries. Marion and Clyde Spooner were doing their weekly grocery shop at Pak ‘N Save Wanganui on Sunday, when Mr Spooner got chatting to the young woman in front of them in the checkout queue.

“You can pay for ours too,” Mr Spooner said as a joke. “All right, I will,” the young woman replied. The couple assumed the woman was joking as well, until they came to pay for their groceries - and discovered she had already paid for them.

Mrs Spooner said the woman was packing up her groceries as she and her husband were unloading their trolley, but by the time they realised what had happened, the woman had disappeared.

“She paid by eftpos and told the checkout girl to add ours to her total. The check-out girl assumed we knew her – but we’d never seen her before.” Mrs Spooner described their mysterious angel as blonde woman, aged between 20 and 30.

“We were quite bewildered by it, and I ran out to the car park to look for her but I couldn’t find her. Advertisement “We were absolutely gobsmacked. It’s not as though we’re poor.” Mrs Spooner said she and her husband would like the woman to come forward.

“We’d like to thank her for an early Christmas present. I’ve never heard of anything like this happening before. It goes to show there are still good people in the world.”

50 years later

I went to my great aunt and uncle’s 50th wedding anniversary party today and heard for the first time the story of how they met. When my great aunt, my grandma’s sister, was still in high school my great grandfather, their dad, worked for a company with box seats to their favorite baseball team’s home games. One day they had someone cancel at the last minute and had an extra ticket. Instead of throwing it away they found two young men out front who didn’t have tickets and offered it to them for free. My great grandpa said that if the other guy bought a general admission ticket he would like both of them to sit with them in the box seats.

3 days after my great aunt turned 18 she married the man her dad offered the extra ticket to. Today was their 50th wedding anniversary. After dinner my great uncle got up and said that they were best friends and soul mates and he couldn’t imagine his life without her. They have the perfect marriage. The entire house was filled with 50 years worth of pictures of the two of them together.

They never would have met if it weren’t for that random act of kindness.

-itsonlylife

Random Act of Kindness

theworldproject:

I was walking home on a rainy Friday after a long week at work. I had a particularly disheartening day and was quietly sobbing to myself as I made my way home in the drizzle without an umbrella.

While waiting at a crosswalk, a kind young man asked me if I was alright, to which I replied I was okay and kept on walking.

He caught up with me once we had crossed the road and gave me his umbrella, saying he would be home soon and didn’t need it.

After such a hard day, it renewed my faith in people and reminded me that the world is full of kindness. This small act turned an otherwise dreary day into a happy one. Thank you so much for making me feel better!
Jessica Potvin, Toronto

www.thestar.com

Sometimes a small gesture can go a mile.

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