In the 10 months we’ve been in Sydney, I’ve witnessed three random acts of kindness that have melted my heart.
#1 Have you ever tried to push a shopping cart past where the store has put a magnetic wheel lock under the ground? I noticed a sweet little old lady trying to push her cart further than the store allowed and two guys in their 20s (who didn’t seem to know each other) stopped to help her and explain what was happening. They were so kind and gentle. One asked to help carry her bags and they walked off together (slowly, very slowly).
#2 While I was out on a walk along a busy street, I noticed two motorcyclists swerve and park their bikes in a hurry near a side street. Then they rushed over to help a man trying to cross the intersection in a wheelchair who must have gotten stuck. I’m not sure. I had just turned the corner to where they were and was on the other side of the street. They got him safely to the sidewalk and ran back to their motorcycles. Then one guy ran back and asked if he needed water and pulled out a bottle from the handicapped man’s backpack and made sure he was OK before sprinting back to his bike. They must have been in their 20s or 30s. I almost cried; it was so moving.
#3 One weekend morning I turned a corner right by the entrance to Nicola’s school and heard a man coughing hard from inside the bushes. I turned my head just as he was propping himself up from where he was sleeping, tucked in an open nook. In my head thoughts started whirling. Sydney’s not immune to homelessness, but I didn’t know anyone was setting up shop next to the playground’s entrance, let alone a creepy looking man. Just at that same moment a male utility worker walked by whistling and stopped when he saw the other guy not doing so well. Leaning over the bushes he said, “Hey, mate, you need anything? Can I get you a coffee?” The homeless man shook his head and mumbled something about being fine. What a kind gesture. The utility worker just wished him well and went back to whistling. I’m sad to say it never even crossed my mind to see if I could help. I kept walking and realized maybe I should get out of my head and help more, judge less.