The Kindness of Strangers

Just thought I'd recount all the good deeds done unto me...feeling kinda gracious now.

I remember when I was in primary school and we had art, but I'd forgotten to bring my supplies, the teacher found out, and embarrassed me in class by declaring loudly I had not brought anything, and said I MUST find someone who would lend me their supplies...well, I didnt have many friends back then, and I remember just walking back to my desk from the front of the class, feeling really lousy..10 minutes later, this nice girl came up to me and asked if I wanted to borrow her stuff..heh...I still remember her name to this day...(Now now, its only because it's a common name in Melawati)

I had this late night snack in the nearby mamak restaurant, and the bill was RM1.80 (well, I forgot the EXACT figure, its about there), I took out my wallet at the cashier, and staring at me was this RM 100 note. The guy obviously didnt carry that much change at night, and I felt extremely bad..I mean...robbing a restauranter of 2 bucks....COME ON KEVIN! But he said it was fine! With a smile!
PS: I later went to fill my petrol tank nearby and paid him in the end.

I remember when I was in primary school, feeling bored in the canteen, I flicked
this 20 cent coin to watch it spin on the table. After a while, it spun outta control, and fell next to this kid sitting in front of me. She thought she'd dropped it and refused to give it back, I was begging and begging (hey..it was part of my lunch money :'( ) After 10 mins of begging, this teacher who saw the whole thing offered me his money...heh...outta boredom again, I began to flick the coin! (I know I know...) The teacher said sternly, "Im not gonna replace the next one!"

OO....I remember when I was riding my bike, and for some reason, I was watching the bicycle chain and not the road in front (DON'T worry, I don't do that anymore!) I look up, and there's this other bicylce coming at me. Neither of us knew which way to swerve, we collided, I fell down face first, she landed in the drain...I was unconcious I think...luckily I was carried to my grandma's house by these 2 guys and later taken to the doctor. I think by the time the doctor tended to me, the blood on my lips had already coagulated...he didnt give me anything to treat the wound.

This one was quite recent, I THOUGHT I had enough change in my hands for car parking. I put in NZ4 into the machine, realised I was short of NZ1, and decided to cancel the whole thing......BUT...nothing came out! The darn machine STOLE my money... I was robbed! Tsk....Feeling stupid, I drove to a petrol station, bought something, asked for 'cash out', and went back this time to a cheaper parking - NZ4...as I was about to dump my cash in, this lady in her car reverses out, says
"Do you need this?" while flagging a parking coupon in her hand
"Erm, are you selling it?"
"Na, you can have it.." sigh...such a sweet person....
There you go.

And in Malaysia, I didnt get to mow the lawn for my dad cos the mower stuffed up(okok...I was procastinating the chore), and this friend of mine helped me out with the mower...cos cos, I wanted to go buy some stuff with him, (my last day in Malaysia) but I knew if I left the lawn as it is, you can bet my dad wasnt gonna be wishing me farewell at the airport. Yea, there were 'many' setbacks, the lawn was finally mowed by 3 pm...too late to go anywhere then....heh..sorry Gabriel!Hmm...this story shouldnt be here, cos technically, I know Gabriel, ...aagh...Im not gonna delete wat I just typed...

O O, this last one...my neighbours around me in NZ all took turns helping to care for my lawn while I was back in Msia for 2 months....they were telling me how one of them mowed the lawn, while the other did some weeding.