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People might think they're insignificant when they're not
Sorry for the long title - wasn't sure how to explain what I meant.
I just want to share two little stories: A few months ago I was having trouble getting to work - or even getting out of bed due to my depression. Someone suggested I set myself 3 little goals: 1. Get out of bed and have a shower. 2. Get to work. 3. Enjoy one student in my class (I'm a teacher). It was the third one that I want to share with you. In my class there is a little boy who is not that different to any other kid. He has a bit of a speech impediment, he isn't the brightest or the most talented, nor the best behaved but he has lovely big brown eyes that look up at me with such innocence and trust. So for the next two weeks I went to school for "Boy's name". Every day when I thought I couldn't do it, I couldn't face another day, I did it for him. He will never know that him simply being in my class, my simply seeing him each day made such a difference to me and my life. He didn't do anything special but I am grateful that he was there.
2nd story: About once an month I go the library, return some books and borrow new ones. About a year ago they installed self-service scanners so you don't have to line up to get a librarian to scan your books out for you. Despite this I always line up. The librarians are always polite and have a little chat about what I am borrowing or how busy the library is - nothing important or lengthy. They never criticize me for not using the self-service scanners or if I have a fine for being a few days late. What they don't know is that often the librarian is the first person I have spoken to all day - in fact frequently they are the only person I will talk to face to face all weekend. They remind me that I do exist, that I am connected to other people, that I don't live in an empty vacuum.
What I am rather awkwardly trying to say is that just by being alive sometimes we can make a huge difference to someone else's life and never realise it.
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