These two were living on the street, they were homeless but they could not have been more different if they had tried hard. The first a black man sat outside a mexican food shop that she had looked into the window of while she was contemplating what to eat that night. He almost demanded money or food he really wasn`t bothered which and she thought “why not” asked him what he wanted and went in to buy it. The owner of the place was annoyed at the man. He hassled his customers and he had reached a point where he really wanted to move him on but he couldn`t for some reason she did not know about. She bought his Steak Burrito and Orange Soda and then once she went to give them to him, he almost snatched them out of her hand. But she looked at his face closely it was lined with years of worry and grey/white woolly hair covered his head and face. His shopping cart was never too far from his hands his few possessions placed within. And she realised how very hard life on the street must be.
The second man was a white man. He was thin. So scrawny and his clothes not done up properly so his chest hair (white and curly) protruded through. He had sunken cheeks, bad teeth, he wore a cap on his head that like his clothes had seen better days. “I`m not going to lie to you” he said as she went to go past “I`m crazy, off my head crazy but Ma`am I could do with something to get me by.” She stopped and looked at him. He was surrounded by others just like himself but for some reason he was the cause of her stopping. She gave him $5 it was all she had to hand. He thanked her asked where she was from and when she told him proceeded to regale her with stories of his own travels before he had fallen on hard times. His name he said was “Walter” he told her of his visits to her own country and the surrounding ones then he got a look in his eyes a far away dreamy look. “Did you know?” he asked “I once went to Big Sur man that water was a wonder. You know you got to go there if you can one time. Go there and look for the wood. The water there it takes that wood and it shapes it. It`s just driftwood but man oh man what that water does to that wood is something else. It`s beautiful it`s one of the most beautiful natural made mysteries I ever seen I`m telling you.” He stopped looked at her and smiled. “Thanks again.” She moved off still in search of her own food.
She never ended up eating that night what they had given her was food for thought and that fed her through that night.
SB December 2013 based on my travels in San Francisco Thanks giving week. And yes I did look up Big Sur just to find out about it :)
When I tell you I love you, I don`t say it out of habit, or to make a conversation I say it to remind you that this is something that is felt every day on good days or bad days, whether mine or yours. Know that you are loved x
How do you see? With just your eyes? or with your Soul?
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Ten of the Best Storybook Cottage Homes Around the World
These 10 fairy tale inspired cottages with their hand-made details call to mind the tales of the Brothers Grimm and other fantasy stories. All of these cottages are real-life homes from around the world. From stunning cottage houses to mystical stone dwellings, these 10 storybook cottage homes provide inspiration and inspire the imagination.
- Hobbit House - Rotorua, New Zealand
- Winckler Cottage - Vancouver Island, Canada
- Akebono kodomo-no-mori Park, Japan
- Wooden Cottage - Białka Tatrzańska, Tatra Mountains, Poland
- Blaise Hamlet - Bristol, England
- Willa Kominiarski Wierch - Zakopane, Poland
- Forest House - Efteling, The Netherlands
- Cottage in the Hamlet of Marie Antoinette - Versailles, France
- Cob House - Somerset, United Kingdom
- The Spadena House - Beverly Hills, California, United States
Be confident. Be compassionate. Be intelligent. Be humble. Be generous. The universe returns to you what you put out.
I am gone quite mad with the knowledge of accepting the overwhelming number of things I can never know, places I can never go, and people I can never be.
Last reblog is to help the person doing the essay. :)
Not been bullied for many years thank goodness but was as a child. And I hope I never do that to anyone else.
I am doing an essay on the impact of bullying and whether or not it should be criminalized to a certain extent.
Please Reblog this if you have ever been bullied in ANY way/shape/form.
Like this if you think bullying is just a “kids will be kids” situation and shouldn’t be made into a big deal.
Thank you guys!!! please get this around as best as you can!
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