Benevolence In A Sentence Novels & Stories

And the last thing was admiration. Ilang sandali pa ay tinawag na kami ni Leeyah upang ipamigay ang mga gamit na nakalaan para sa mga bata. That single moment felt like an hour. Tuwang-tuwa naman ang lahat nang makita kung gaano sila kasaya sa mga natanggap. Those smiles had always encouraged me to do more. To be the best, not just for myself but for everyone. It is refreshing to see those genuine smiles in this world. Where the world is full of greed and jealousy, here they are, being contented of what do they have. Those simple gestures could make everyone realize that you could make a difference. Helping someone isn’t a burden. Most especially, for those who are privileged enough to get w

But as expected, for the nth time, she corrected my mindset. She replied, "Hid, appreciating other people will never be bad as long as the deed is good. I thank them because, of all the women, they chose me. Whether I am the asset or not, it's still a pleasure to work with them. They treated me kindly and I thank them for that. Learn to appreciate even those tiny little kindness you are receiving. It doesn't matter who deserves the appreciation, just give it if you can. Remember, Hid, that appreciation is a way of showing respect, it will also build trust in relationships, it motivates others because you recognizes their effort, it will make them happy, and most especially, it will make you

"She's right, Atticus. Blood is thicker than water. What if... what if I turn out like her? What if I become greedy? What if I become a monster?" ​"You won't," Atticus said firmly. ​"How do you know?" ​"Because you gave them mercy," Atticus explained. "You gave them money even when they didn't deserve it. Eleanor would have taken everything. You gave enough to help, but enough to protect yourself. That's not greed, Tin. That's grace." ​He wiped my tears. ​"And about Bea..." Atticus frowned. "If she ever winks at me again, I'm wearing a blindfold."

She wanted to talk to Jessica and ask her why she did that but… for what? “Calm down. Do you want me to talk to her?” tanong nito. Umiling siya rito. “Hindi na hayaan na lang natin siya.” “I’ll kill her,” he mumbled. “Beau,” paninita niya rito. “Hayaan mo siya.” “Stop being so kind to those people who tried to kill you,” he said. “Not everyone deserves kindness.” She bit her lower lip. Maybe Beau is right. Maybe this time, she should select whom she show her kindess, because not everyone deserves it.

"That you've always been kind." Huminto siya sa paglalakad. Nanatili siyang nakatingin sa akin. Parang hindi niya inaasahan ang sasabihin ko. "E..." Napakamot siya sa batok. "Normal lang naman 'yon." "No." I shook my head. "It isn't." Sa mundo ko, kindness was often calculated. People helped because they wanted something in return. People smiled because it benefited them. But here, no one had spoken about Windy's achievements. No one mentioned money. No one praised her because of status. They remembered the little things. The afternoons she spent tutoring neighborhood children. The meals she shared with elderly neighbors. The errands she ran without being asked.