It Makes You Feel Good

When my sister and I were maybe 10 and 12 years old…not sure of our ages. We saw a little girl in the neighborhood that was around 5 years old she was dirty as was her little dress.

One day we went out and got her, took her inside our home bathed her, shampooed her hair, washed her dress then put her back outside. If the little girl was ever around again we never saw her. Many times I have wondered where she came from and where she went after we put her back outside.

It was all so strange that the little girl appeared out of nowhere and then disappeared. Was she put there so I could learn to care for others…I have often wondered. Many foster children have been in my home over the years that needed a bath when they arrived at my home, but she was the first in my life. Maybe I was being tested for my role as  a foster mom that came many years later. One day maybe I will know where that little girl came from.

Cleaning up that little girl was when I first learned how good it feels to do something nice for someone else…and how much better it feels to give than to receive.

Do you remember the first thing you ever did for someone other than yourself…and it made you feel good?

34 thoughts on “It Makes You Feel Good”

  1. I just found your new blog. So glad I did.

    That is really a beautiful story and one that really tells what kind of a beautiful soul that you have.

  2. I don’t recall as vividly as you do here, but I have always had a very soft spot for anyone unfortunate. I always have had and that included animals as well.

    I will be using an old WP blog credentials here when I comment, Mag as WP doesn’t allow me to comment under my BlogSpot address…it has been that way for a year or more.

    Is Chancy gone Mag? And Pooh?

    Katie Isabella (and Ramblingon too). XX

    1. And you have a loving heart for sure. I was so happy to see you here. Chancy is still here and doing well. Pooh is still having health issues and has bad days and some okay days. Sometimes I wonder how she keeps holding on and then the next day she is playing, eating and doing better. Happy New Year to you and Katie

  3. Oh bless. This gave me goosebumps. That was such a sweet thing to do. ❤

    We grew up in a large family so we always helped each other out but I think my first memory of really wanting to help others I did not know was when I was 9 and Blue Peter Children’s programme was encouraging viewers to do a bring and buy sale where they lived to raise money for charity and I sent off for a pack and set one up. It got me hooked on charity work from then on.

  4. That is a lovely story. You and your sister were so kind and thoughtful. I enjoyed reading the other stories too. I can’t remember whether I was particularly kind as a child! I was such a timid and nervous little girl and was afraid of everything it seems! I wish you a blessed 2019, Mags x

    1. Thank you it was nice of you to read the stories and comment. I was shy at school and in public but at home was a whole different story. lol

  5. Obviously you were raised in a home that must have given you some idea of the value of a human being whether adult or child. In the process of learning in that home you developed a genuine love for those underprivileged. When we are judged for our life choices you will come out with the highest grade for your selfless love for others and animals.

  6. It was so nice of you and your sister to take the girl home and gave her a bath. Maybe that made her day and hopefully she found her way in life after that. Not too sure what the first thing I did for someone other than myself…but I often remind myself that the world doesn’t around yourself and you can’t always have your cake and eat it. I do like to make it a point to listen to others when they are talking to me and trying to engage with what they say. Giving someone your time is one of the best things you can do for them 🙂

    1. Thanks for your comment I enjoyed reading it very much. I agree with you that giving someone your time is one of the best things you can do for them….especially now when there seems to be so much action and busy going on.

  7. This is the most beautiful story, Mags! Made my day ❤ And it is so true that we sometimes need help to learn a few things…perhaps by interacting with little angels.

  8. What a great story Maggie! I can’t say I was as altruistic as you at that age. In fact, I was pretty self absorbed. I do remember when I was 9 years old bringing bouquets of wildflowers to a Gr. 3 teacher named Mr. Baxter. I did it 3-4 times….
    I ended up in Principal’s office being lectured about NOT doing ‘THAT SORT OF THING”. I was 9 yrs old, not 19…I wasn’t doing anything untoward. I just liked Mr. Baxter & wanted to see him smile. I remember Mr. Baxter keeping me after school & apologizing about the situation. He gently told me ‘one day I’d understand’…
    Well I’ll be 63 in 2 weeks & I’ve still NO idea what was so wrong bringing him flowers…..

    And it didn’t stop me from doing nice things for others….in fact, I was determined from that point on to be kind & thoughtful to people…..
    (((hugs))) Sherri-Ellen ❤

    1. I don’t understand why they would see anything wrong in that act of kindness from a little girl either. I am so sorry that happened to you. Hugs

  9. You definitely were born with a big, kind heart.
    In grade school, I was hugely popular–never to reach that level again but it was nice at the time. We had a boy in the class that was homely with red, wild hair, a face full of freckles and huge ears. He was often ridiculed. One day in music class, we had a girls choice dance. I had seven loyal boys hoping for my attention and everyone wondered whom I would chose. I chose the homely boy for I felt no one else would. Oddly because I chose him, the other girls thought they might be missing something and he became somewhat popular himself the rest of the year. My one move had increased his value from homely to kind of cute. Yes, it feels so good to do the right thing.

    1. I could say the same of you sweet Patti. Thank you for sharing your nice story I enjoyed it. Your kind act for sure changed that boys life. Hugs

  10. That is such a lovely story. You and your sister are so kind. I’m sure the bath, clean clothes, and your kindness made the little girl very happy xo

  11. I learned to care about others from my mother at a very young age. at age 15 which is the one that pops in my head, we went with my dad, a Baptist Minister, to visit a family a few weeks before Christmas. there house was a shack, a small one with 2 rooms, one child of 10. in the corner of the room was a broken limb off a GA pine, a limb stuck in a bucket, with popcorn and paper ornaments and no presents. since I worked part time at my aunts day care, I had my own money. when I got paid that week mother and I went shopping and I bought presents and food and we delivered it… they were astonished as was my mother that I cared. thanks for sharing your story and for reminding me of mine. since that day I have always at Chrismtas helped a family at Christmas, people I don’t know

  12. What an inspirational story, Sis ❤ When I was in first grade, I had a friend who was picked on by the other kids. He was a little boy and had a shy disposition. I ran interference for him many times. I often wonder what happened to him. His Mom and Dad were kind, caring people. I loved going over to his house after school. A couple of other kids joined us and we enjoyed playtime every day. Happy memories. Thank you for the visit with cherished memories. ❤

    1. I am not surprised at all sweet Sis that you did that. You are still that kind of friend all these years later. Wouldn’t it be nice if we knew what happened to him and to the little girl I wrote about. Thank you for sharing your sweet story. Hugs ❤

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