My old sedan made me stand out in a neighbourhood full of well-kept fields and fancy cars. Tom, my rich neighbour, thought it was a “eyesore,” but his dislike turned to sorrow.
When Tom talked down to me and tried to freeze my car overnight, it led to a heated argument. But I chose to be kind instead of getting back at them.
Strange events, like a fire hose breaking and covering Tom’s house and SUV in ice, changed the situation. As he was having trouble, I offered to help by using my trusted tool to remove the ice.
“Want some help?” I tried not to smile as I asked. “I’ve got experience with this sort of thing.”
Tom’s mood changed when he felt thankful. He said sorry and offered to fix or buy a new car for $5,000. I said yes, and I will use the money to fix up my old car.
Tom now thanks me every time I rev the engine. Having class is not about what you own, but how you treat other people, especially those who don’t earn it, as my dad always said.
