Strong souls are untouchable
I was passing by when I saw her. A young girl who looked so tired but at the same time she looked surviving. Her clothes were old. Her smile was weak. Her eyes were full of stories. I came towards her to find the marks of the hard work on her hand, marks that shouldn’t be on such an angelic hand.
She was selling some bread, but when I saw her, there were no buyers next to her. So then, she was just sitting looking at the ground, maybe thinking, maybe dreaming. But I had to interrupt her.
I said:” Hi, I would like to buy from the bread.”
She answered:” With pleasure, choose what you want.”
I didn’t want the bread, but I liked how she kept her smile alive, although her eyes were telling a lot of stories. That’s why without I know I said:” If I could read your mind, I know it would make me cry.”
She answered immediately:” If I wanted you to cry, I would have talked.”
That was the beginning of a new chapter in her life and an unforgettable positive lesson for me of kindness, optimism, and purity.