Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Sometimes the kindness of another person strikes you in a deep way. And when it does, it leaves a mark. We are often marked by other people in not so kind ways.
My girls are taking twirling classes. And no, it's not spinning in a circle, it's actually twirling a baton, which is really hard. Their coach, Laura, is a spectacular person. She is nationally certified and even teaches fire baton twirling. Which Chandler says she is almost ready to tackle.
But my boys are not interested in the typical boy sports. If Lego building was a sport, Dylan would be a black belt. And if using tape excessively was a team event, Denver would have a gold medal.
Eric and I would ask them all the time if their was anything they wanted to try. They always said no, whenever we listed out the choices.
And then one day I saw a picture of my sweet friend Faye on Facebook holding a bow and arrow.
She was taking archery lessons, which was pretty impressive. So like a good, technically advanced mom, I sent her a message. I asked her where she was taking lessons, thinking of my boys.
Now I don't know if you know this, but kid's lessons for anything are often crazy expensive. So once Faye gave me the number and I told Eric about it, I still put off calling. I was afraid the number was going to be well beyond anything in our budget, especially when you multiply that by two.
Finally, the mommy guilt got me and I called.
Mrs. Glenda answered the phone and I asked all of my questions, which she warmly answered. And then I asked the dreaded question for the budget conscious. Her response surprised me.
But what really melted me, was what she said next. "We know that it's hard for some families to pay that amount of money at one time. So we are willing to work things out."
I understand that this might not seem like a big deal to most people.
But what it showed me was that they were operating their business with compassion and kindness. Instead of an "it's not my problem you can't pay" attitude, they took time to come up with a solution before it even became an issue.
At each lesson Mr. Bobby not only instructs my boys, but he also encourages them as well.
They are loving every lesson and are learning without a mean or harsh word being spoken to them.
All four of my precious ducks are learning something from kind, compassionate people who love what they do, and are willing to share that love. And that makes learning all the more fun.