He was obviously waiting for the bus but the bus wasn't in sight and I watched him decide to walk --- he was clearly in a hurry and afraid to be late. So I pulled over and asked him if he needed a ride. He spoke little English but pointed down the road the way I was going so I loaded him up and off we went. His name was Antoine and he was from Burundi. We talked as much as we could and I understood him to say that he has been here for 7 yrs and is starting to take English conversation classes on Vista. By pointing the way, I got him to his appointment and he was very grateful. This is the second time in a month that I've had strangers from Africa in my car. The other time was a family from Uganda, a beautiful family I might add, and they were also very grateful for the ride.
I'm doing
my part to make America kind again and I'm taking notes for the book
that I worked on for six years so long ago. I think I'll bring it out,
dust it off and begin again. There's always room for one more book about
kindness, don't you think? The file is in the shed ... And so it begins again.
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