It may not seem too obvious to some, but I’ve always been a painstakingly shy person. I find it difficult to warm up to people, and I’ve always found it hard to say the first hello, give the first wave, or the first smile.
So when someone asked me earlier, “Anong course mo?”, in a class full of people who barely noted my presence, I couldn’t help but put on a huge grin. It was the first time that someone from that class talked to me not because they were asking what reading was to be discussed, or because they had missed a phrase from the professor’s lecture—but simply talked to me for the sake of talking to me. I found myself conversing with this person freely (all previously-acquired shyness seemingly gone), laughing with, even—and though trivial, it has been, perhaps, one of the happiest things I’ve ever come to feel.
And this photo of a candy wrapper?
It was the thing this “stranger” gave me, despite just knowing me for the first time.
Just then, I’ve come to realize that even such a small act of kindness could spell a world of difference.