One day, I was in a charity shop looking at the second hand books. After a few minutes I became 1of a group of women who were poorly2and spoke in what 3like an eastern European language. As they 4the clothes, a little girl, about three years old, came over to the 5section. Immediately her attention was caught by a toy baby carriage. She spoke to her mother and her mother6asked the shop assistant how much it cost. 3 was the 7. The mum looked down at her child, perhaps 8 what she still had to buy and how much money would have been 9. Then she simply10her head. The child didn't 11as some might. Being told no was not a new 12for her. But she couldn't keep the 13from her face.
It hit me that several days ago, a friend gifted me &100,14that I could do some good deeds with it. At that time I had four pounds totally in my pocket, two &2 coins. I knew it was the 15time to act. A moment later I tapped the mother on the shoulder, pointed to the 16I had left in the baby carriage and said," Buy her a baby doll too." I didn't hang about to see the end result. 17,it's not about being thanked. Then I made my way out of the shop and into the sunshine.
The18my friend gave me was an investment in the happiness of the world. Was there any better way to get so much19for so little money than to 20a toy baby carriage for a little girl? And a baby doll to sit in it.
