I wore the scarf on Friday, Feb 19. It was 7 a.m. when I was running to the bus stop to catch the bus for work and made it there the same time as the bus. As I was digging through my pocket for the bus token, I tried to act like a decent human being and make polite conversations with the bus driver:
“Whew, just made it today!”
Without missing a beat, the bus driver replied,
“Don’t worry. I would’ve waited for you.”
As someone born and raised in big cities, I’ve never been used to genuine kindness from strangers. I smiled at the driver and must have looked a bit awkward in my token-digging process. The driver continued,
“Just go ahead and sit down.”
“Are you sure?” I said, completely shocked by kindness, again.
“Yeah! This is MY bus!”
I sat down. Heart full of renewed confidence for humanity. So much so that when I got off the bus, I—the poster child of bystander effect—removed a loose cardboard box from the middle of the street. Two seconds afterwards, before I even started to congratulate myself on such an unusual selfless act, I heard a voice coming from an open window of a car at the intersection:
“Thank you for moving the box away!”
Wow! This is how a heart can grow three sizes in a day—by wearing a traveling scarf and paying it forward.
Editor’s note: Eight scarves are connecting 87 University of Dayton women. Each woman will spend a day with the scarf before meeting another woman and sharing the scarf with her. After this exchange, each woman will reflect on her experience during her time with the scarf. This post is the sixth in a series.