Take time to be friendly; it is the road to happiness. If I had a magic wand I wish I could slow my life down so that I had the capacity to be friendly with every person I encounter. Far too often when I am in the grocery store or running my kids all over this earth, I simply miss the opportunity to be friendly. I love the days when I build margin into my schedule so I can visit with others or linger after whatever activity I am participating in; unfortunately, those days are the exception.
When I was growing, up my dad was very intentional with us kids in teaching us the skills to be able to talk to everyone, from the heads of state to homeless folks all with the same compassion and presence. Regardless of a person’s rank, status, education, race, whatever their distinction, it didn’t matter. Not only…
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Gate A-4 By Naomi Shihab Nye:
Wandering around the Albuquerque Airport Terminal, after learning my flight had been delayed four hours, I heard an announcement: “If anyone in the vicinity of Gate A-4 understands any Arabic, please come to the gate immediately.” Well— one pauses these days. Gate A-4 was my own gate. I went there.
An older woman in full traditional Palestinian embroidered dress, just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing. “Help,” said the flight agent. “Talk to her . What is her problem? We told her the flight was going to be late and she did this.”
I stooped to put my arm around the woman and spoke haltingly. “Shu-dow-a, shu-bid-uck, habibti? Stani schway, min fadlick, shu-bit-se-wee?” The minute she heard any words she knew, however poorly used, she stopped crying. She thought the flight had been cancelled entirely. She needed to be…
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