Humanity's Deeds
Abraham Rahim-Boroujerdi, Division 3, College sophomore #ws16e-s3d3

Panic, anxiety, and a bottomless pit feeling as your heart drops to your stomach when you say the infamous phrase, “Where is my wallet?” Turning over sheets, couch pillows, peeking through crevices while you ask yourself multitudinous questions as you are searching every room, drawer, and inch of your house, thinking of the dreaded actions you must take to protect your financial livelihood. “Is it actually lost, stolen, or just misplaced?” “Retrace your steps and think back to the last time you saw it.” Like many of us who are in this ambiguous state of mind possibly looking in areas again that you have already checked before in hopes of overlooking, you begin to recognize the possibility of it being lost and found by a complete stranger. Now is the time to take precautionary action and call your bank to report you credit cards as lost or stolen, but what about your other items?

The wallet I lost had sentimental value, it was my first leather wallet and was given to me by my mother on my 18th birthday. Although there was no cash inside at the time it was lost, it still contained my house key, bank cards, gift cards, drivers license, and other personal information. You may find it surprising when I say those items where at the bottom of the list that I wanted back because to me they were all replaceable, no matter how big the nuisance or an inconvenience it was to do so. I wanted back all of the items that were irreplaceable such as the pictures of my loved ones that were not obtainable from a computer, contact information that was not saved in my phonebook, original receipts, but most of all, I wanted the actual wallet itself.

March 14, 2013, is when I became a true “pay it forward” believer from karma making a trip to my mailbox. I came home from volunteering after school to a surprise that I would have never expected. “There is a yellow envelope with your name on the dining room table” my roommate said to me, leaving me puzzled. The envelope had my address and full name written in black sharpie, but no return address. I opened the postal envelope to find my wallet sliding out onto the table alongside with a note. I was absolutely shocked standing there in awe as I gazed at my wallet now laying before me on the table. I picked my wallet up and opened it to find everything was in it’s rightful place with nothing missing. The note was brief with no name or contact information signed. I was in so much disbelief about the fact that someone would take time out of their day as well as pay for it to be mailed, instead of keeping it and using my cards or personal information. I remember looking at both the envelope and note, scanning it from top to bottom trying to find any information about who did this act of benevolence but found nothing. This was as an act of pure kindness by a good samaritan who expected nothing in return. “I hope this finds its way to you” was the only writing signed at the bottom of the note; well it did. The lost wallet given to me by my mother found it’s way back into my hands, but this good deed found it’s way into my heart.

Too often today, people forget what it is like to be human. We take the human out of humanity and replace it with vanity or dishonesty, with no justification. People begin to separate themselves from their good nature, becoming encumbered in a self-woven cocoon, weaved from everything that is wrong in this world. The cocoon gets harder with greed, deception, affliction, and misfortune. Drifting away from humanity, becoming invisible as they are solidified into isolation from the good of this world. As more people become isolated from their good nature, the crumbling of our humanity begins, creating fallacy of who we really are. “We are good by nature but corrupted by society.” (Rousseua, 1712, 1778) You are not naturally born racist, you do not naturally know how to discriminate, nor are you born with the intent to cause harm to our natural and social environments. It is with good deeds and intentions that will break the hardened cocoons of individuals, reinvigorating them to fly anew by gaining a new profound perspective of being on the receiving end of a kind act.

Humanity can be defined as being humane which is characterized as tenderness and having compassion, especially for the suffering or distressed. Unfortunately our world is suffering. Our natural and social environments are in distress. Each of us differ in many ways, but every individual can be conjoined together to share something in common; to be human, regardless of your spoken language, ethnic background, and geographical location. You can change many things about yourself internally and externally, but being a human is not one of them. Every person is capable of making the world a better place, simply because we are human. Of course as we all know that doesn't necessarily guarantee people will make the decision to do so based on their free will, but it’s about the fact of having the option or capability to do it. Big or small, good deeds create a ripple effect of better living throughout our communities, country, and ultimately furthers the progression in improvement of our world. They spread and circulate, touching the lives of people, enabling them to feel the effects of another person who is trying to make the world a better place. Responding to the kindness, it is a push for the next person to be capable of taking the extra effort to go with the selfless option. I will never forget what it felt like to receive my lost wallet in the mail, a complete stranger enabled me to see how I can personally make a difference in someone else's life from making a difference in mine. Considering that was 3 years ago, there is still not a day that doesn't go by where I would look the other way or miss the opportunity to pay it forward. We can live up to humanity’s expectations if everyone could realize the effectiveness of spreading positivity by being selfless and performing good deeds, leading to an immense improvement in our world, making us even more proud to call ourselves the human race.
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