This was a few years ago, but it still sticks with me.
I often had to walk home from school by myself, because Cabbage (Sis) had band practice. One day, it was pouring rain, and I hadn't brought my rain jacket. Needless to say, I was running as fast as I could toward home.
As I got up to an intersection, a woman was driving through it. When she saw me, though, she stopped. She rolled down her window and this is what transpired:Woman:
Don't you have an umbrella?Me:
I left it at home. I'm almost home; I'll be fine. This was sorta true. I still had to cross another street and walk a bit, but it wasn't really that far.Woman:
Take my umbrella *holds out her umbrella*Me:
Really, ma'am, I'll be fine. I promise. Woman:
I'll just feel terrible if I let you go without an umbrella. I don't need this; take it.Me:
Alright. *takes the umbrella* Thank you so much.Woman:
You're welcome. *drives off*
My dad was skeptical that anyone would just give me something to be nice, but I was glad that the woman felt moved to give me her umbrella so I would stay dry. I didn't know this woman, and I wouldn't recognize her on the street. Yet, she gave me one of her possessions simply because I was a child walking home in the rain.