Day 78- Gentle T

I don't know "Gentle T."  He doesn't know me.  My CT had him in class when he was a freshman, and she pointed him out to me in the hallway a few weeks ago.  He was hard to miss at 6'2" and probably at least a solid 200.  "He's one of the nicest boys I've ever met," she said.  I experienced this today.

I was walking into the library behind my kids when I felt someone rush up behind me.  Gentle T popped up and jumped ahead of me to open the door.  I smiled from the inside out and thanked him, and he acknowledged me with a slight nod of the head and a soft smile back. 

Perhaps this is a small gesture in the grand scheme of things, but it is important just the same.  These little gestures are becoming endangered species as we move more and more toward communicating with each other only in texts or in messages of forty characters or less.  Sometimes we just forgo interaction altogether.  I'm thankful for my interaction today with a teenage boy who has a solid set of manners.

Thank you, Gentle T, you made my day.


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