POWER GOOD LUCK
This happened many years ago in one hot summer day. I had to make two purchases at the grocery store. In those days I was a frequent visitor to the supermarket because, not having enough money, I could not afford at a time otovaritsya for a week.The fact that just a few months earlier after a long illness, my young wife died. Insurance was not. Only the sea and the mountain of spending bills. I was busy at work part-time, and my wages barely enough to feed two children. Things were bad - really bad.Now, it happened that day, when I'm with a heavy heart and four dollars in his pocket went to the supermarket for a gallon of milk and a loaf of bread. The children were hungry, and I had to buy them something to eat. When I stopped at a red traffic light, then right away said on the sidelines of a young man, a young woman and her child. The afternoon sun scorches them mercilessly scorching rays.The man held the cardboard on which was written: "We agree to work for food." The woman was standing next to him. She stared at cars that are stopped at red lights. A child of about two years sitting on the grass and played with one-armed doll. All this I saw for thirty seconds until the red light changed to green.I really wanted to give them a few dollars, but if I did, I do not have much money for milk and bread. Four dollars on them and missed. When the light changed, I took a last look at the trio and quickly drove off with a mixed feeling of guilt (because it did not help them), and despair (from what I had too little money to share with them) .By the way, I could not get rid of the image of three people, which was stuck in my mind. Sad eyes of the young man and his family would not let me rest for almost a mile. More I could not bear it. I felt their pain and had to do something. I turned around and went back - back to where I saw them.I drove right up to them and handed the man two of my four dollars. When he thanked me, his eyes were tears. I smiled and continued on his way to the supermarket. I thought it most likely will be on sale and the bread, and milk. What if I buy only bread or only milk? Okay, I will.I pulled into the parking lot, still thinking about what happened. Mood improved awareness of correct my action. When I came out of the car, then something slipped. It was a twenty-dollar bill, which was lying on the pavement. I could not believe it. Looking around, I picked up a bill with trepidation, entered the store and purchased not only bread and milk, but also a lot of other things that were I need to.I never forgot this incident. He reminded me that the world - this is a strange and mysterious creature. It confirmed my belief. in what universe is inexhaustible. I gave two dollars, and in return received a twenty. On the way back, I drove next to a hungry family and shared with them five more dollars.This is just one of many that have occurred in my life. It seems that the more we give, the more we get in return. This is probably one of those universal laws, which state: "If you want to find, you must first give."There is a little rhyme that goes like this:
There once was a man everyone called him mad,The more he gave, the more richer.
This happened many years ago in one hot summer day. I had to make two purchases at the grocery store. In those days I was a frequent visitor to the supermarket because, not having enough money, I could not afford at a time otovaritsya for a week.The fact that just a few months earlier after a long illness, my young wife died. Insurance was not. Only the sea and the mountain of spending bills. I was busy at work part-time, and my wages barely enough to feed two children. Things were bad - really bad.Now, it happened that day, when I'm with a heavy heart and four dollars in his pocket went to the supermarket for a gallon of milk and a loaf of bread. The children were hungry, and I had to buy them something to eat. When I stopped at a red traffic light, then right away said on the sidelines of a young man, a young woman and her child. The afternoon sun scorches them mercilessly scorching rays.The man held the cardboard on which was written: "We agree to work for food." The woman was standing next to him. She stared at cars that are stopped at red lights. A child of about two years sitting on the grass and played with one-armed doll. All this I saw for thirty seconds until the red light changed to green.I really wanted to give them a few dollars, but if I did, I do not have much money for milk and bread. Four dollars on them and missed. When the light changed, I took a last look at the trio and quickly drove off with a mixed feeling of guilt (because it did not help them), and despair (from what I had too little money to share with them) .By the way, I could not get rid of the image of three people, which was stuck in my mind. Sad eyes of the young man and his family would not let me rest for almost a mile. More I could not bear it. I felt their pain and had to do something. I turned around and went back - back to where I saw them.I drove right up to them and handed the man two of my four dollars. When he thanked me, his eyes were tears. I smiled and continued on his way to the supermarket. I thought it most likely will be on sale and the bread, and milk. What if I buy only bread or only milk? Okay, I will.I pulled into the parking lot, still thinking about what happened. Mood improved awareness of correct my action. When I came out of the car, then something slipped. It was a twenty-dollar bill, which was lying on the pavement. I could not believe it. Looking around, I picked up a bill with trepidation, entered the store and purchased not only bread and milk, but also a lot of other things that were I need to.I never forgot this incident. He reminded me that the world - this is a strange and mysterious creature. It confirmed my belief. in what universe is inexhaustible. I gave two dollars, and in return received a twenty. On the way back, I drove next to a hungry family and shared with them five more dollars.This is just one of many that have occurred in my life. It seems that the more we give, the more we get in return. This is probably one of those universal laws, which state: "If you want to find, you must first give."There is a little rhyme that goes like this:
There once was a man everyone called him mad,The more he gave, the more richer.
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