Z is for Ziraleet – An expression of joy for all the good people

Peggy Moran, Constance Moore and Anne Nagal

I got paid today. From the good people.

Not the bad people who still haven’t paid me for three months.

good badWhen I was growing up TV and the movies made good and bad very simple.

Bad guys wore black and had no redeeming features.

Also, it was the Cold War and Apartheid so they were either Russian or South African.

These days it seems much more fuzzy.

The bad guys seems to wear white Panama suits and the good guys wear black leather.

This post is on honour of the good people, or the good things people do without realising they are doing them or expecting anything in return.

jackie-chan-untitled-projectI think that we tend to take the good people for granted.

The chap who will give you two bucks to help you get out the parking, when the machine keeps spitting your paper note back at you like some horrible toddler pulling a tongue.

The guy who lets you cut in front of him on the off-ramp because you got sidetracked debating the relative merits of Jackie Chan versus Bruce Lee.

We just wave thank you, smile and bugger off. That’s that.

If the tables are turned and no-one will lend you the coins at the parking meter or won’t let you in through the traffic we’ll curse a blue streak and condemn them to suffer warts on their nether regions.

Then we’ll tweet, Facebook and blog the hell out of their inconsiderate behaviour.

bright sideIt seems a bit unbalanced to me and I’m hardly known as the optimist.

In fact I am often forced to defend my stance of being realistic versus being pessimistic.

My pessimism has even crossed into the afterlife.

Apparently my grandmother and my great-grandmother both think I am Miss Negativity and need to look on the bright side more often.

They also think I need to take more time for myself. I don’t deny that. But it is easy to give advice from beyond the veil when you’re dealing with paying bills, looming deadlines and three small children.

My answer back was if they wanted me to take some time for myself they’d organise a free spa voucher.

Good people deserve to be recognised.

Good manners should be acknowledged.

God knows common courtesy is not all that common these days anyway.

doorSo, if a gentleman opens the door for you, say thank you.

He is not trying to make some sexist challenge about your ability to open doors yourself.

He is just being nice. Maybe next time, you can hold the door open.

If someone says good morning, say it back.

If the child in the car in front waves to you, it won’t harm your dignity to wave back.

cinderellaWhen I arrived home this afternoon with a splitting migraine, my small daughter saw me across the garden and you would have thought I’d ridden in on Cinderella’s carriage.

Her face lit up and she flung herself into my arms.

My headache was forgotten.

That moment everyday is the best part of the whole day.

My mother tells a story of when I was about 6 and we were off on a road trip. In those dark days of Apartheid car stonings were a regular occurrence.

Some teenagers at the side of the road held their rocks up to throw and I (who had no clue, I thought they were waving at me).

KNightI smiled and waved maniacally.

They dropped the rocks and waved back.

Years later my mother told me she thought I may have saved our lives that day. I didn’t know.

Small actions make big things happen.

A smile. A comment. An open door.

A frown. A brush off. A rude remark.

It won’t hurt you to practice one random act of kindness every day.

Give it a shot.

scotlandAnd I couldn’t resist putting this in for Shaun at Praying For One Day...

 

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18 thoughts on “Z is for Ziraleet – An expression of joy for all the good people

  1. I agree with your assessment that “common courtesey is not all that common.” Not sure how true that is in South Africa/Europe, but definitely true in the US. I would further that comment by saying that most people nowadays don’t have common sense either, or if they have it, they sure as heck don’t use it. Good manners are always a positive thing, esp in men. And yes that makes me old-fashioned but I was raised in the South and we were taught to have good manners, and it is one of the first things we are trying to teach my son. I’ve worked in customer service jobs pretty much my whole life, and I enjoy the small good things, like having a random 4 year old hug you just because she can while you are shelving books or helping someone find the church they need because they just moved to the area and don’t know anyone.

    • Thanks. I find that quite often bad manners are excused. I had one dreadful collegaue who got away with being ghastly because everyone said he was shy. I am shy. I still manage to be polite. And those random hugs make all the horrible people worth it.

  2. Thank you for reminding people to wave back, it meant a lot to me as a kid. I love surprising people by giving way in traffic. I remember getting distracted and not taking off at a red light once (it turned green before I noticed), the guy in the car behind me did not honk his horn, not even a little beep. I looked in the rear view mirror and he was just smiling at me. I smiled back and thanked him – it changed my driving habits for life.

  3. HA HA
    Brilliant !!!
    Bad Boys go to Scotland.. I love it..really.. 🙂
    Makes a bit of sense.. Scotland is great…but thanks for the mention..

    I love how the small things in life can bring a smile.
    Someone saying “hallo” in a shop.
    Someone opening a door for you
    Someone saying a nice thing.
    Someone having a joke (In Good Taste) at you…

    The small things, individual acts of kindness keep us smiling I think..

    You made me smile and made my Morning.

    Shaun xx

      • Em… http://prayingforoneday.wordpress.com/about-2/

        🙂
        There are not many bad boys here. You realise Scotland is a hotbed for the Royals and the SUPER RICH? St Andrews is where our next kind went to University. It is a rich country.
        That is the 1st time I have seen that.
        Between that and not getting served because your 2nd name is Bruce you must have “Differing” thoughts of Scotland. Just realise, not everyone would not serve you. Infact, I worked in many places, stores, as a baker, etc ,etc.. I have NEVER heard of this happen.

        Draconian to say the least.
        It is not that I don’t believe you, I just find it hard to believe a Scottish person would not serve for having a 2nd name Bruce. I think Braveheart the move was “OK” The speech I play for fun. In truth it wasn’t Bruce who turned Wallace in, it was his Father and Clan, then Bruce took over Wallace’s fight.
        Not the Scottish way to not serve someone for that reason. Why? Because 99% of people don’t know the history. Same as 85% of Americans don’t know the National Anthem right through.
        This man will explain:

        By all accounts, this is funny more than anything 🙂

        xx

      • Honestly, I love Scotland. I’d move there in an instant. I’d get fat eating tablet. And love every minute of it. And as for Eddie. He is brilliant. My younger son is right now running around the house in a Darth Vader mask reacting the Star Wars Canteen. Apparently that never gets old.

      • Star Wars Canteen!
        🙂 🙂 This is why Star Wars Canteen never gets old.. lol

        And Tablet..you have good taste!!!

  4. I have worked in customer service for years and mainly with the public. I have had a few weird glances my way when I am nice to people who work customer service – a kind word and a smile go a long way to a good interaction that makes running errands just a little easier on me, especially when I am running around like a mad woman too! Great Post – Here’s a :), a (((hug))) and a kind word of you make me laugh:)

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