The Joy of Garbage Day.
I have a 2 year old grandson who like other toddlers is fascinated by the world. He knows that when the garbage cans are at the curb then the truck will be along soon. He gets joy at watching the garbage men dump the cans and smash the contents. Of course the loud noises are an added bonus.
He is so predictable in his behaviour that the garbage men now look for him at the window when they arrive at his house. My grandson smiles at them and waves and they wave to him.
Maybe instead of spreading hatred throughout our day we should be like the garbagemen, bring joy to those we meet even if they are a toddler.
Or we could be like my grandson and bring joy to those we usually take for granted.
He is so predictable in his behaviour that the garbage men now look for him at the window when they arrive at his house. My grandson smiles at them and waves and they wave to him.
Maybe instead of spreading hatred throughout our day we should be like the garbagemen, bring joy to those we meet even if they are a toddler.
Or we could be like my grandson and bring joy to those we usually take for granted.
