Never alone
I just need another week, I thought. If my husband
hadn’t gotten sick and died, I would fallen behind by three payments to the
bank. I told my friend Suzy next door but she couldn’t help, I was alone.
Hearing the doorbell and looked out there was a crowd on my lawn and found one
of my old students on my doorstep. Alfred had gone on to be the CEO of a major
tech company.
“Alfred, how nice to see you.”
“Mrs. Jones, I had to come and see you I was so
sorry to hear about your husband Bill.”
“Thank-you for the flowers. What are all these
people doing here?”
“They all wanted to see you, but I’m the
spokesperson,” Alfred answered then turning to the crowd he said “Stay here,
I’ll be back.”
We went to the kitchen and sat down.
“We heard you needed a little help and we all wanted
to help our favourite teacher,” Alfred explained handing me a cheque.
“I can’t accept this,” I said automatically.
“We are just paying you back what we owe you, even
though this will never be enough. You nurtured us, encouraged us over the years
none of us would have done so well if not for you, so please accept the money
and save your house.”
I cried as Alfred repeated what I’d always told my
students ‘A single seed of kindness bares fruit a hundred fold'
I saved my house and realized I was never alone.
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