A happy Saturday to you! I hope you're somewhere cozy because the weather outside's getting pretty frightful.
With any luck, I am currently bumbling around Yorkshire in a town called Haworth, near Keighley (maybe I'm even wandering the moors, I've always been enchanted by moors.) I've been posting more than usual, so allow me to specify this as November's Round Robin.
Topic: Tell when you either performed or received a random act of kindness that made a difference.
Something very shocking has befallen me these past two months. Back home, on account of some of my friends' observations, I thought I had, for lack of a better phrase, a resting b@!$% face. If you haven't heard of this before, it means your resting expression is not a very kind-looking one. You probably sport dead or narrowed eyes and a frown; a generally talk-to-me-and-you'll-die-slowly expression, even if you're actually quite chill and happy on the inside. Even this summer, I was really confused and excited about something and my friend told me that she originally thought I was furious.
However, while walking to class or to the library--even around Beeston, town just a ten-minute walk from campus--I've been stopped and asked for direction no less than five times. Maybe even six; I've lost count. But, me! This sounds like a weird thing to get excited about, but this applies as a two-way act of kindness, performed by me and the person stopping me on the street.
The funny thing is, I'm an exchange student who's never stepped on English soil before, let alone this campus, so during 80% of the encounters I had to direct them to someone else, ogle confusedly over their map, or just shrug, apologize, and wish them luck because I had no clue what they were looking for. Most of the time, the person asking me was also an exchange/new student who only knew slightly less than I did. A few times I knew where to go and happily pointed the way, but I was so happy that they thought I looked kind and able enough to flag down, especially because I know how awkward and semi-frightening it is to catch some stranger's attention and ask them for help. Maybe I looked like a native. :)
Okay, so this wasn't any grand act of kindness; sometimes being nice doesn't have a grand outcome like saving a person from a burning building or rescuing a band of cheeky orphans from a runaway train. Has anyone helped you out lately in a way you greatly appreciated? Have you done anything particularly nice lately? (December is next month, so I imagine everyone's on their best behavior.)
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