Did You Do it For a Thank You!
Daniel, an 8-year-old boy, learns the value of kindness without expecting anything in return after a disheartening experience at the grocery store.
Daniel loved helping people. One sunny afternoon, he went to the grocery store with his dad. At the entrance, he held the door open for a lady. She walked right through without saying a word. Daniel felt a little upset. How could she not say thank you?
Daniel couldn't stop thinking about it. He turned to his dad. - Dad, I held the door open for that lady, but she didn't say thank you! His dad listened carefully and smiled. - Did you do it to be kind or for a thank you? he asked.
Daniel thought about his dad's question. Why did he really open the door? He wanted to be kind, but the thank you felt important too. That confused him. - I wanted to be kind... but thank yous are nice, he admitted. His dad nodded, understanding his son's confusion.
Later, as they walked past the cereal aisle, Daniel saw a little girl struggling to reach a box. He hesitated. What if she didn't thank him either? But he stepped forward to help her. She smiled widely and said, - Thank you! Daniel felt a bit better.
Feeling encouraged, Daniel went on. Near the checkout, he saw a man drop his wallet. - Sir, you dropped this! Daniel shouted, picking it up. The man turned around, surprised, and gave a grateful nod. But Daniel was left with mixed feelings again.
As they left the store, Daniel's mind was still troubled. - Why do people sometimes forget to say thank you? he wondered aloud. His dad paused, thinking. - Sometimes, people are busy or distracted, but kindness is its own reward, he explained.
At home, Daniel tried to forget about the thank yous. But it was hard. He thought about the lady, the girl, and the man. - It's not fair, he murmured. His dad heard him and said, - Doing good should make you feel good inside, not just for a thank you.
Daniel felt like giving up on being kind. - Maybe I should just stop helping, he sighed. But his dad looked at him seriously. - Kindness is like a superpower, he said. - Don't let thank yous decide when you use it.
Suddenly, Daniel had a breakthrough. He remembered feeling warm inside when he helped the girl, thank you or not. - Maybe being kind is like giving a gift, he realized. His dad smiled, seeing the change in his son's eyes.
The next day, Daniel held the door open again. He didn't worry about a thank you. Instead, he felt happy just helping. His dad watched proudly. - Did you do it for a thank you this time? he asked. - No, I did it because it made me happy, Daniel replied with a grin.
Daniel loved helping people. One sunny afternoon, he went to the grocery store with his dad. At the entrance, he held the door open for a lady. She walked right through without saying a word. Daniel felt a little upset. How could she not say thank you?
Daniel couldn't stop thinking about it. He turned to his dad. - Dad, I held the door open for that lady, but she didn't say thank you! His dad listened carefully and smiled. - Did you do it to be kind or for a thank you? he asked.
Daniel thought about his dad's question. Why did he really open the door? He wanted to be kind, but the thank you felt important too. That confused him. - I wanted to be kind... but thank yous are nice, he admitted. His dad nodded, understanding his son's confusion.
Later, as they walked past the cereal aisle, Daniel saw a little girl struggling to reach a box. He hesitated. What if she didn't thank him either? But he stepped forward to help her. She smiled widely and said, - Thank you! Daniel felt a bit better.
Feeling encouraged, Daniel went on. Near the checkout, he saw a man drop his wallet. - Sir, you dropped this! Daniel shouted, picking it up. The man turned around, surprised, and gave a grateful nod. But Daniel was left with mixed feelings again.
As they left the store, Daniel's mind was still troubled. - Why do people sometimes forget to say thank you? he wondered aloud. His dad paused, thinking. - Sometimes, people are busy or distracted, but kindness is its own reward, he explained.
At home, Daniel tried to forget about the thank yous. But it was hard. He thought about the lady, the girl, and the man. - It's not fair, he murmured. His dad heard him and said, - Doing good should make you feel good inside, not just for a thank you.
Daniel felt like giving up on being kind. - Maybe I should just stop helping, he sighed. But his dad looked at him seriously. - Kindness is like a superpower, he said. - Don't let thank yous decide when you use it.
Suddenly, Daniel had a breakthrough. He remembered feeling warm inside when he helped the girl, thank you or not. - Maybe being kind is like giving a gift, he realized. His dad smiled, seeing the change in his son's eyes.
The next day, Daniel held the door open again. He didn't worry about a thank you. Instead, he felt happy just helping. His dad watched proudly. - Did you do it for a thank you this time? he asked. - No, I did it because it made me happy, Daniel replied with a grin.
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