The next time you’re in a public place — a coffeehouse, a park, a store — observe the people around you. Pick a person, a couple, or a group, and imagine what their lives might be like.
I am an avid people watcher, as I’ve said before. Usually when I get to school early, I sit and watch the people while I wait. There is an elderly couple who come to fetch (who I’m assuming, must be their grandchild) everyday. I noticed that the man will always get out first, walk around the car and open the door for his wife. My thoughts ambled on this for a while, thinking about how chivalrous and old fashioned these actions are. I don’t mind a bit of chivalry at all, in fact there are times when I love it, but I do like opening my own door. I had wondered if he has been doing this all the years and if she expected him to do it.
I never got a close up look at them, all this was viewed from a distance, but the other day I happened to walk right past them and had a close look at their faces, it was only then that I noticed the deathly pale colour on the elderly lady’s face…everything then fell into place. It was not about chivalry at all, it was about him taking care of his very frail wife. I felt so small that my thoughts about them lingered so far from the truth and that my thoughts were so trivial.