On Being Kind
Written on 6/24/2018 When I was in first grade, we had an alliteration assignment where we had to come up with a descriptive word about ourselves that started with the same letter as our first name. Well, as you can imagine, the letter K did not lend itself well as a descriptive word. While my options were few, I quickly came upon a word I was satisfied with: kind. I've always thought of myself as someone who tries hard to think of others' feelings and to try to be as nice as possible. Albeit, children make many mistakes in this area. But, I had the good fortune to grow up in Hawai'i, a diverse and wonderful place, that taught me I am not better than anyone else. Hawai'i taught me to treat everyone around me the way I wish I had been treated. Well, a lot of time has passed since those almost carefree days, growing up in Hawaii. I am an adult now, and life and people (in general) are not always as kind to me as I would like. This past year especially has been a really ro