This blog goes out to someone who will never read it. This blog goes out to a little girl I came in contact with a few days ago. Here is the story…
It was a fairly typical night closing in the fitting room. There was nothing particular that happened and I found myself in the usual, “Ugh, people are annoying, I want to go home” frame of mind. (Yes, that is something I think quite often.) But then a family came in to try on clothes. The father went on the men’s side while the mother waited outside with 3 little girls. The only one I really paid attention to was the oldest of the three. If I had to guess I would say she was 7 or 8 years old. She looked at my name tag and asked how to say my name. When I told her she smiled and said, “That’s a pretty name!” I thanked her and continued hanging shirts.
She then wandered into the women’s side and came back out a minute or so with various small pieces of paper. “I picked up all the garbage,” she said. I thanked her and she continued to tell me how she always kept her bedroom clean and how she hated messy places. I told her that was a good habit to keep. She then found some hangers on the floor, hung them on my bar, and then organized them by size for me. She was eager to help me out.
I do not remember everything she said to me but I was very impressed with how polite she was. I’m sorry to say it but I do not come in contact with polite children very often. I am not saying the children I see are impolite altogether but parents usually do not teach their children to behave in stores (or anywhere in public).
I wanted to write this blog to thank that little girl for her kind behavior to me. I actually felt better after talking with her. I admire her kindness, curiosity, and happy demeanor overall. So to this I say thank you, little girl. Thank you for brightening my day. I am just sorry I never learned your name.
9 years ago
