My son is 41. When he was about 14, while driving in a residential neighborhood, we saw a frail old lady at the side of her house struggling mightily to wrestle a large garbage container to the street. I pulled over and told my son to go take the garbage to the street for her. When he returned, I said, "Now doesn't that make you feel good?"
One Christmas when he was about eight, we tried to buy a few pieces of firewood for our Christmas fire, but understandably the vendors didn't want to reduce their cord for sale. They pointed to a flatbed truck nearby and said, "That guy may have some, and he could sure use the money." I walked over and found two young kids trying to sell clumps of mistletoe for 25 cents each. When the guy returned we followed him to an old rundown mobile home where he had a stack of split wood. I asked for three or four pieces for our fire. He started stacking wood in the station wagon until I had to stop him. "How much do I owe you?" I asked. "How about $5?"he said. "How about $20?" I replied. He paused, them said, "Well, we sure could use the money." My son, who knew his old man to be rather tight with a dollar, was looking at me like, "What have you done with my father?" On the ride home I had a great teachable moment about how to help someone without abasing them and not taking advantage of people.
If you have children, life is full of teachable moment opportunities. My son is a fine man now who still looks for opportunities to surprise people with unexpected help.
One Christmas when he was about eight, we tried to buy a few pieces of firewood for our Christmas fire, but understandably the vendors didn't want to reduce their cord for sale. They pointed to a flatbed truck nearby and said, "That guy may have some, and he could sure use the money." I walked over and found two young kids trying to sell clumps of mistletoe for 25 cents each. When the guy returned we followed him to an old rundown mobile home where he had a stack of split wood. I asked for three or four pieces for our fire. He started stacking wood in the station wagon until I had to stop him. "How much do I owe you?" I asked. "How about $5?"he said. "How about $20?" I replied. He paused, them said, "Well, we sure could use the money." My son, who knew his old man to be rather tight with a dollar, was looking at me like, "What have you done with my father?" On the ride home I had a great teachable moment about how to help someone without abasing them and not taking advantage of people.
If you have children, life is full of teachable moment opportunities. My son is a fine man now who still looks for opportunities to surprise people with unexpected help.