There was an old man on the bus today.
I don't know if he was just deaf, or if he also had some mental disabilities.
He looked homeless.
He had a pizza.
One of the $5 ones from Little Ceasars.
He was eating it like he hadn't eaten for days.
He couldn't speak.
He could simply point.
But he shared his pizza.
He gave the first pieces to two others who sat near him.
They looked poor and hungry too.
He would point at them
and then point at himself
and then at the pizza.
He would hold out a slice.
They took it and said thanks.
This man made me sad. I initially felt pity for him. He can't communicate as thoroughly as most. He looked like he had some serious issues.
But the thing is,
he knew he wasn't alone in his suffering. He knew that others were just as hungry as him. He shared what little bit of food he had with others who needed it just as much.
And they were grateful!!
It was a very interesting exchange.
I'm glad I got to experience that today.