Some people just can’t keep from giving. That was the way it was with my neighbor. Despite being crippled, she was very active. In fact, she seemed to do more for the
community every day than I ever do in a year’
s time. I was always amazed at the pace she kept. On Mondays and Fridays, she worked at a college giving students
guidance on what career to choose. On
Tuesdays and Thursdays she helped out at a church that gave aid to people without homes. And on
2 the weekends, she taught local kids who needed
extra help with their schoolwork. And most
importantly, she always had a positive attitude. I don’t remember once hearing her complain about her troubles. The stresses of everyday life never seemed to
bother her. Instead, she looked for
every occasion she could find to spread her good humor around. I remember when I had just lost my job. She took a day off from work to spend time with me and listen to my trifles. She never
once became impatient with my complaints. She never acted like there was anything in this word more important than what I had to say.
What I regret now is not having ever really done anything for her. I suppose she never needed it