At the bus stop I saw a little boy miss his money and it flew into the road. He was distraught, crying, I understand they were the last ones on the bus. I said Don't worry, it's not the worst of it and gave him money for his fare His eyes filled with happiness. He was in a hurry to get to his boxing class. He was so surprised and grateful This moment reminded me how important it is to help, even if it seems like a small thing.
It felt so good
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