A kindness done to me
Ohio Wesleyan sent me to a summer program in Japan. A group of students from different schools first gathered to study Japanese for two weeks in Sedona, Arizona. In Japan, a family put me up, fed me, and took me on a trip to Kyoto: they were extremely generous. But the first Act of Kindness to come to my mind was that of a young Japanese American college student, one of our teachers in Arizona. I don't remember her name.
In August she met our return flight at the airport in San Francisco (back before security lines, when you could greet travelers at their gates). I discovered that my connection to fly the rest of the way home was at a different airport! I was exhausted and I didn't know what to do.
She took me home with her and put me up for the night, then helped me get to a connecting flight the next day.
She didn't have to do that. I don't think I thanked her adequately.
But I will always remember her kindness (and some lengths of fabric she had hanging in her apartment which seemed very artistic to me). |