Remember yesterday when we were talking about Random Acts of Kindness?
I remembered something I did a few weeks back and I thought I would share.
My sister and I were being indulgent and getting manicures and pedicures at our local place. It was unusually quiet that day.
A lady came in for her appointment to get her nails done. She had brought her son with her. He was about 6 years old and had down syndrome. He was really, really sweet.
He was getting bored and fidgety. He wanted something to do. A man was trying to teach him how to count. His mother was trying to keep him entertained. He wasn’t really interested.
I could tell the mother was getting anxious. She had told him that he should have stayed at home, and that if he wanted to be there he was to be quiet and patient. That is quite difficult for any 6 year old.
I remembered I had a bright pink harmonica in my handbag. It was Lacey’s. She loved it, but I knew the little boy would love it even more. I contemplated giving it to him for about ten minutes. I decided I wouldn’t because I’d look like an interfering idiot.
I turned to my sister and told her what I was thinking of doing, assuming she’d tell me to butt out and mind my own business.
She thought it was a great idea though.
So we pulled out the harmonica, and offered it to the little boy. He couldn’t work out to use it at first, but after a little guidance had mastered it like he’d always owned it.
He blew and he blew. Creating his own little tune. That smile on his face was magic. He was so happy. His mother was so happy. She told him that he was her special little man. And he was.
We all gave him a round of applause after his performance. He was so proud. He didn’t need to be entertained, he simply needed to entertain.
We left not long after. I’m sure everyone was sick of the harmonica after a while. We left on a good note though. I’m glad I stepped out of my comfort zone though. His big smile was definitely worth it. xx
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That’s very sweet!!
Ahhhh .. You need to stop making me cry of a morning! 😉
that’s so so sweet of you, i’m so bad with children, really hope this would change oneday!
So beautiful. I have tears 🙂
that was lovely Telle! When we visit my parents in Cairns my Dad hides the harmonica, because Laura’s solos are only something we could do once – for 6 hours straight! lol. He keeps threatening to send her one for her birthday…
this blog is such food for the soul everyday. bless you sis.
sis xoxo
Ahh you gave me tingles. Good on you for stepping out of your me-zone. There are so many opportunities to do so in all of our lives, but the unknown reaction usually stops us. I am going to try harder now, so thank you. xx
Thanks girls. xx
Liss – I hide the harmonica at work too. Next to the recorder it’s quite possibly the most painful instrument to listen to. x
that’s so cute – i can just picture his excitement!