I had some sort of attack when I was eight where I was hospitalised for a few days. There, I learnt I am to stay away from carpets, animal fur and dust.

So my place does not have carpet and I stay away from animals as much as possible. Dust...I cant avoid.

So when Kayode's dog came near me last night, I wasnt too interested. But she sat right next to my feet, so I just stroked her fur with my feet. It felt really nice actually.


Then..to me, the most amazing thing happened.

She looked me straight in the eyes and she put her paw on my feet. That simple act touched me in such a profound way.

I thought back to all the times that I was mean when really I didnt have any reason to be. I was angry and bitter and moody.

Then I thought back to the times that I was nice, and the reactions that I got, and it was much more fulfilling.

I was nice to my cousin, he didnt call me names anymore.
I was nice to my brother, things arent tense anymore.
And when you are nice to students, they are always more willing to help and are more respectful.

Now being nice is something I know about and have known for years. Why wasnt I all the time?

Thanks Resty!
:D