Listen up you cock socks, Bangles is creating a thread here. And he's a bit rusty, so bear with it, cause it's about to blow your mind with tears. ...that is pretty much the exact opposite of how I should have opened this thread. 
So yes, I just got done reading the thread on Cracked about kindness and shit (located here)
And it had me thinking, we're all international and shit, so we have to have super cool stories and whatnot.
So, this is me stealing David Wong's idea and seeing what WBW has to tell.
The purpose of this thread is to share stories that have touched us emotionally or reaffirmed (or created) our belief in humanity.
I'll start, but forgive me, because I have trouble remembering things now for certain reasons. I've got two stories that touched me.
The first one happened several years ago. I'm not a big fan of holidays or social gatherings. I just don't see a purpose to celebrate bullshit, and social gatherings are just an excuse for people to fight. Also, I have a general distaste for "poor" since I grew up less than middle-class, and I try very hard to forget that. (Honesty time, bitches. This is a for serious thread.) And so I was completely displeased when I agreed to go celebrate Thanksgiving with my mom's friends. In a trailer park.
But, we all showed up, and everyone brought what they could bring, and the kids gathered together and played, and the adults sat around and talked. None of the tables matched, and I think there might have been some paper plates and such, and I sat with the kid's at their table. The turkey was over cooked, the stuffing was bad, there was literally nothing about the food that was ...enjoyable. I mean, it wasn't horrible, but it wasn't like someone who knows what a Michelin Star is cooked anything.
But it's my most cherished holiday moment, simply because it was people gathering together and sharing what they had to give with everyone who was around. There was no bickering or hidden alliances as is the standard for every other gathering ever. No judgements about whatever happened since last they met. I just really loved how everyone came together and just... shared in the moment and celebrated freely. It sounds lame, and I'm not explaining it as well as I would have liked, but I just loved the genuineness of the evening. It was wonderful seeing people exist and act without pretense or guile or whatever. (I obviously have terrible holidays with my family
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My second story is from when I was in Afghanistan.
We were out on patrol in some village in wherever Afghanistan, and we stopped so that our leadership could have a talk with the village elders about building a well at this particular location (or something.) And so I was set up to provide security down this alleyway. And the Afghan kids were swarming us, wanting any candy or pens or anything we had that they thought we could give them. Like they do. And I'm a softie, so I always tried to carry candy in one of my pockets for the kids, and when I was a gunner in a truck I'd always have candy and sports drinks and water to throw to the kids, cause if they're waving at you or eating candy they're generally not shooting at you.
And so, there I was, M4 leveled, watching my alleyway when a little girl approached me from the front (right in front of my boomstick) and she smiled at me, and so I tossed her some candy. But the other kids stole it (it's a free-for-all whenever anything interesting is available.) And so I tossed her some more, and again it got stolen. And so I took the last candy I had, and called her to me, specifically, and handed it to her. She took some, and gave it to her brother, and then they left down where they'd come from. And then a few minutes later, she came walking back. And she smiled at me, and presented a pomegranate to me.
I know it sounds really stupid, but it meant so much to me. It's nice to know that innocence and childhood and happiness and whatever does exist, and that not every child there is waiting to shoot at you, or finds amusement in feeding puppies to hounds as you watch.
Hmm... So yes. What stories do you have? Anything in your life touch you or make you happy to be alive and to be a part of the human race? Someone who went out of their way to be nice? Or, avoided being a complete jerk that just made you undeniably happy?
So yes, I just got done reading the thread on Cracked about kindness and shit (located here)
And it had me thinking, we're all international and shit, so we have to have super cool stories and whatnot.
So, this is me stealing David Wong's idea and seeing what WBW has to tell.
The purpose of this thread is to share stories that have touched us emotionally or reaffirmed (or created) our belief in humanity.
I'll start, but forgive me, because I have trouble remembering things now for certain reasons. I've got two stories that touched me.
The first one happened several years ago. I'm not a big fan of holidays or social gatherings. I just don't see a purpose to celebrate bullshit, and social gatherings are just an excuse for people to fight. Also, I have a general distaste for "poor" since I grew up less than middle-class, and I try very hard to forget that. (Honesty time, bitches. This is a for serious thread.) And so I was completely displeased when I agreed to go celebrate Thanksgiving with my mom's friends. In a trailer park.
But, we all showed up, and everyone brought what they could bring, and the kids gathered together and played, and the adults sat around and talked. None of the tables matched, and I think there might have been some paper plates and such, and I sat with the kid's at their table. The turkey was over cooked, the stuffing was bad, there was literally nothing about the food that was ...enjoyable. I mean, it wasn't horrible, but it wasn't like someone who knows what a Michelin Star is cooked anything.
But it's my most cherished holiday moment, simply because it was people gathering together and sharing what they had to give with everyone who was around. There was no bickering or hidden alliances as is the standard for every other gathering ever. No judgements about whatever happened since last they met. I just really loved how everyone came together and just... shared in the moment and celebrated freely. It sounds lame, and I'm not explaining it as well as I would have liked, but I just loved the genuineness of the evening. It was wonderful seeing people exist and act without pretense or guile or whatever. (I obviously have terrible holidays with my family
My second story is from when I was in Afghanistan.
We were out on patrol in some village in wherever Afghanistan, and we stopped so that our leadership could have a talk with the village elders about building a well at this particular location (or something.) And so I was set up to provide security down this alleyway. And the Afghan kids were swarming us, wanting any candy or pens or anything we had that they thought we could give them. Like they do. And I'm a softie, so I always tried to carry candy in one of my pockets for the kids, and when I was a gunner in a truck I'd always have candy and sports drinks and water to throw to the kids, cause if they're waving at you or eating candy they're generally not shooting at you.
And so, there I was, M4 leveled, watching my alleyway when a little girl approached me from the front (right in front of my boomstick) and she smiled at me, and so I tossed her some candy. But the other kids stole it (it's a free-for-all whenever anything interesting is available.) And so I tossed her some more, and again it got stolen. And so I took the last candy I had, and called her to me, specifically, and handed it to her. She took some, and gave it to her brother, and then they left down where they'd come from. And then a few minutes later, she came walking back. And she smiled at me, and presented a pomegranate to me.
I know it sounds really stupid, but it meant so much to me. It's nice to know that innocence and childhood and happiness and whatever does exist, and that not every child there is waiting to shoot at you, or finds amusement in feeding puppies to hounds as you watch.
Hmm... So yes. What stories do you have? Anything in your life touch you or make you happy to be alive and to be a part of the human race? Someone who went out of their way to be nice? Or, avoided being a complete jerk that just made you undeniably happy?