Ordinary people 3.

Let us have a world of ordinary people, living life the way God wants us to. If we have a world of ordinary people, extraordinary things will happen to me and you”
Cobhams Asuquo.

There’s this lady that sells food in front of my office, she’s really young and sometimes I wonder why she’s not in school or doing something else with her life, something better. I’ve been working here for a year now and every working day she’s always there taking orders and serving food. She smiles like an angel, that kind of smile that comes from one’s belly, its not forced, its not rehearsed, just a genuinely sincere joyful smile. she’s like this all the time, even when customers are benig rude or condescending, I’ve never seen her flare up once. I must confess, that smile is one of the reasons i love eating there, it lifts my spirit.
Its lunch break and the growling of little lions in my tummy cause me to head out to the usual place to get some food. As I stand in line waiting for my turn, I take note of something, she’s not smiling today and there’s just something about her demeanour that’s not right. No one else seems to notice, everyone is too preoccupied with being served and one after the other she attends to them. I watch her, my heart going out to her, this is a soul i hardly know but i can tell that she’s in some form of distress, her glowing smile is buried underneath a scowl. No one or maybe just a few people have the courtesy to greet or even say thank you for the service rendered, Β talk less of asking about her welfare. its my turn now and I greet her as she serves my food, with a smile on my own face, I ask her “hope all is well, you aren’t smiling today” I can almost see her raise a brow before she replies “God is in control, i didn’t think anyone noticed”, as i let her know that i did, she hands over my food and I say “thanks, please keep smiling, some of us look forward to seeing your beautiful smile everyday”, she smiles, not as joyful as usual but a genuine smile nonetheless, and then she says thank you. I don’t know exactly what I did to make her smile, I’m just happy that she did. Sometimes people just need someone to show a little concern.

I’m back in the office now and I take sometime to reminisce on the happenings of the day, from the old man who works hard on the street unnoticed, to the man in the bus who wouldn’t get into uneccesary arguments even when provoked, to the young lady who sells food at the “buka” just outside the office in her own world that no one seems to care about. Everyday we see the likes of these three. it could be the cleaner in the office, or that taxi driver that took you home, maybe the woman you buy bread from every morning, or the chemist that dispensed your drugs, they are all people, ordinary people just like you and me. Most times, we forget to say hi, we forget to say thanks, they are serving a purpose and that’s it, we don’t see people, we see service providers. But that doesn’t change the fact that they too are from homes, living life, they have struggles, they have hopes, they have dreams and they have pains, they want to be treated like they exist. Yes, maybe not all of them are humble like the old man, or gentle like the man on the bus or nice like this lady, some are genuinely annoying and many have attitudes that can make a gentleman consider committing murder, but still they are living, breathing, feeling, people.

I remember her smile when I said thanks and i find it interesting how little gestures can touch others, a gesture that cost me nothing but a bit of saliva and a little muscle movement. With a smile on my own face, i get back to work.

Have a sweet weekend people. Hope you learnt a thing or twoπŸ˜‰.
#Jesus rules!!

3 thoughts on “Ordinary people 3.

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    Thanks for putting a smile on my face! Greetings and Blessings to you!

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