“Generosity is the most natural outward expression of an inner attitude of compassion and loving-kindness.
– Dalai Lama XIV
Paid in full with one glass of milk
Have you heard the true story of Dr. Howard Kelly? He was born unprivileged. He sells goods from one house to another to earn a living and bring himself to school.
One day, he felt real hungry and decided to ask for food at the next house he is set to visit. He lost his guts to ask for a meal when he saw a beautiful young lady answered the door. Instead, he requested for a glass of water. The young lady, on the other hand, offered him a glass of milk upon seeing how hungry the young man was.
After consuming the milk, the young man asked how much he owes the lady. The little miss replied she was taught not to take any payment for kindness. The young Howard thanked the girl and left.
Years passed and the young lady had an illness. Dr. Kelly recognized the name and face of the patient and did his best to save the life of the woman who once made a difference in his life. And when it was time to pay for the bill, as the woman opened the envelope, written were the words “Paid in full with one glass of milk”.
Paid in full with a glass of malt drink
I gave birth three weeks ago via Cesarean Section. Most people around me would say I need at least three months to fully recover. My ever kind mother demanded that I stay at her place so she could look after me as I recuperate. She also took care of my three schoolboys. Every day, she would wake up at 3:00 in the morning to prepare the boys’ school baon and breakfast. She will also cook our lunch and dinner. She would do a little cleaning and would never fail to bring me food (breakfast, lunch, and snacks) upstairs. She demanded that I never use the stairs. She would also bring a hot cup of malt drink every morning. A friend mentioned to her that malt drink helps increase a nursing mom’s breast milk supply.
Paid in full with a glass of cold water
After three weeks, I felt that I could manage. I requested my mother to allow me and my boys to go home. Despite her hesitation, I insisted.
We are back at the small house. And before my mother goes home from work, she visits me and my boys at the small house. And I would always bring her a glass of cold water.
It is the most I could give her for all the generosity and kindness she showered us. We would likewise invite her to join us for dinner.