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Please tell me; I’d like to know: Am I just a sap? As I walk through the corridors of my son’s school, whenever I hear a child crying, my heart goes out to them, and I have to stop and ask what’s wrong. Because what’s the alternative – to walk right by?

Yet I see so many people, children and adults alike, just walking past them. Is it just me? Am I normal, or are they the ones who are normal?

Maybe it’s just me, and I feel for them because I have kids of my own. But many of the ones passing by them are parents, who have children attending the school.

Maybe I need to get over it. Children run; children fall; children cry. It happens. Move on.

Maybe I am a sap. Maybe I need to snap out of it. But what meaning does life have if one doesn’t feel, doesn’t care? I’d rather wear my heart on my sleeve than to carry it in my pocket because it’s made of stone and too heavy for my sleeve.

And I must not only feel for those who are crying. I must also feel compassion for those who are passing them by. Because maybe they’ve had a hard day and their minds are occupied with a thousand things; or maybe they didn’t get much affection or empathy growing up, and don’t know how to give it; or maybe they didn’t see or hear the kid who was crying; or maybe they just don’t care.

And while I may find it easy to care for the child on the playground, how far does my compassion go to the homeless man begging just outside the school gate? Could I stretch my own compassion further?

How about you? Do you find that persons don’t seem to care enough these days? What can we do to encourage more compassion in ourselves and in others?

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