So today while I was relaxing on the beach like I do everyday before work, there was a Portuguese family sitting next to me with this screaming toddler. The toddler was screaming because he was cared of the water, but the dad wanted to go in. After arguing for about 5 minutes while the kid is still screaming, the family started to pack their things.
While I was watching this whole thing, a Japanese family (with toddlers too!) was also watching. Just as they were mostly packed, the Japanese woman ran up to the little Portuguese toddler with this blown up whale flotation device thing to cheer the kid up, When that didn't work, she brought out every single toy in her toy arsenal for that kid to play with. Surprisingly, this kid stopped crying and started playing with the Japanese family.
....and all of this happened while both families were speaking different languages. Each family spoke their respective languages and had very limited English.
I guess I'm telling this story because I was really touched watching this whole scene. I was really touched how the Japanese woman tried her best to help the family even though the only way she could communicate with them was with her hands.
I think instances like this are rare in the world today, which I think is kind of sad, but I'm an idealist. Maybe its just that "aloha spirit" that has taken over. Regardless, you don't need words to show you care.
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First off, sorry for the lack of posts. I got a little distracted during finals time and all that comes with the end of the year. I've only explored Honolulu for a day, and I find it a lovely city, but kind of surreal. Maybe it's because I'm so used to the Northeast and NYC. I'm just so amazed to see high rises adjacent to palm trees, sand, and the ocean. The Waikiki area is much more bustling that I thought it would be; I feel some sort of uneasiness seeing the juxtaposition of relaxation and busyness. Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. |
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