

A Story
|
|

I can remember, some years ago, as I drove my daughter to school I encountered a man who, through one
simple gesture, changed the behaviour of the whole village.
This old man was the new school crossing
attendant, the "lollipop man". As I drove by, he waved to me as one would to a close friend. He smiled
at me at the same time. For the next few days I discreetly tried to study his face to see if I knew him.
I didn't. Perhaps he had mistaken me for someone else. Perhaps he thought he recognized my car as that
of a friend's.
By the time I convinced myself that he & I were strangers, we were smiling & waving
warmly to each other every morning.
Then, one day the mystery was solved. As we approached the
crossing, I stopped my car behind a line of others while a group of children crossed the road. Once they
had reached the safety of the pavement on the other side , the old man lowered his sign & motioned the
cars through. I noticed that he waved & smiled at the first car with gestures that I thought had been
intended personally for me. The children in the first car were familiar with the warm morning greeting
. They already had the window down & were happily leaning out to wave their reply. The second car received
the same greeting. He did the same with each following vehicle.
Each day I continued to watch
how this one man's gesture affected the morning commuters. I never saw anyone fail to respond. How did
they feel I wondered? What difference did the warm friendliness of a stranger make to their morning?
For me, I looked forward each day to the pleasure of a greeting from a friend I had never met. His cheerfulness
warmed the start of my day. With a simple gesture - a wave & a warm smile - he had changed the behaviour,
& I suspect, the feelings, of the whole village.
|


|