I was slinging plastic grocery bags in the back of my SUV and feeling good about having gotten a jump start on my Thanksgiving grocery shopping. A young woman in a hijab came up to me holding a handful of scallions.
At first, I thought she was selling produce in Schnuck’s park lot. In broken English, she said, “Onions,” and offered to give them to me. I said, “No thank you, I just bought some.”
She smiled and replied, “Your onions.” Then it occurred to me what had happened. My plastic bag had broken, or become untied, on the way to the car. I had left behind a trail of rolling scallions and she had followed behind me gathering them up. We both laughed and I thanked her for her kindness. This time of the year random acts of kindness can pop up anywhere. Be on the alert.
