Train-spotting

My friend once said that a train-spotter is a person who sits in the railway station for hours doing nothing but watching the trains come and go.

In a way, I am a train-spotter. I love watching people. You ought to have known that by now. And this is what I have seen in the last couple of days.

On the bus: A woman with two small children trying to get off the bus. Another lady near her helped her with her second child while asking the bus driver to wait for a bit until the two children were safely off the bus. The bus driver waited patiently.

On the bus: A young woman calling out to an elderly couple and letting them take her seat. They were from different races.

While walking: My teacher taking her daughter to school. Because the gate of the school was not open yet, they sat on the bench in front. The daughter sat on my teacher’s laps while the mom is warmly hugging her.

While walking: A father holding her mentally challenged daughter with love and telling her stories about the surroundings.

In the restaurant: a waitress casually – without being disrespectful – greeting two senior citizens who have just walked in the restaurant by saying “hey girls” and starting to chat with them.

They were such wonderful scenes. There is still love in the world. Thank you, Lord.