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Random Acts of Kindess

I've recently witnessed some random acts of kindness while out driving around my area. I thought I should mention because they were nice examples of how we can be kind to one another.

I was stopped at a light and witnessed a lady run out of her car towards the car in front of her. I was about to lock my car door when I saw that she screwed on the gas cap and closed the gas door since the owner had been absent-minded enough to drive away like that.

An older couple raced across a street holding hands as they tired to make it before the light turns red. The gentleman looked very chivalrous extending his arm to his partner.

There's a couple of married homeless couples in my city that I'm familiar with. I've seen one of the couples sit on a bench outside a grocery store. They carry a makeshift cart and their dog on it. They don't ask for change. They make their way through the city collecting bottles. I've seen them both poke their fingers into the coin-despensor of the remaining public phone in our area. As I've approached to help them a few times, I see the sort of camaraderie in them as you'd expect to see in couples who live more comfortably. They are happy  with each other. On my way to work one morning, I saw the other homeless couple I'm familiar with. I saw the woman struggling to walk, it looked like the shoes were hurting her. Her partner was carrying what seemed to be two heavy bags. She reached the bus stop bench and sat in exhaustion. As he approached her  he appeared to be very concerned. I caught a final glimpse of them on the bench together as the light turned green and I drove away.

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I love writing so just having a story out their in print or online and getting commented on I thought was enough but as I was recently told by an actor, when your story is told on stage its a completely different experience because of the interaction between the actors and the audience.

In this play I definitely felt the chemistry. Now and days and even back in the old days it was so hard to make a motion picture. To tell one of our stories would cost thousands of dollars and an experienced Hollywood budget and staff. At CASA 0101 what you need is an idea and some ganas to make your story into a play. And best of all its a community event with a very grass roots feel.