In a world where every other news story seems to be about some disaster or some lunatic wanting to inflict pain on others, it is refreshing to read a feel-good story. The one I read was about two Toronto Blue Jay players, Goins and Pillar, presenting tickets to an upcoming playoff game to a young boy. The expression on the boy鈥檚 face was priceless! It was a mixture of pure joy and disbelief.
I read the story via a Facebook link shared by a friend. I thought the actions of the Blue Jay organization exemplified all the good deeds that still occur in this world on a daily basis and it made me smile. But then I made the mistake of reading the comments that followed. First of all, I admit that I am as guilty as the next person, wanting to immediately respond to a story. But I have learned to take a minute and think twice before I do so, and usually (as hard as it is to do) I prefer to make no comment.
As I read these comments I was shocked and somewhat dismayed to see that at least half of them were from people wondering how they, too, might access some tickets. Some even openly wondered why this little boy had been granted such a gift. No congratulations, no thumbs up and no high fives from these folks. And did it really matter why this child had been chosen? Apparently to these folks it did. I know that some were probably trying to be funny, but it bothered me that their first response was, 鈥淲hy not me?鈥�
It seems that more and more we are living in a self-centred society where people find it difficult to feel joy for the good fortunes of others. It made me wonder why so many people become cynical to the point that they feel cheated or ripped off when someone else enjoys a benefit, gift or windfall. Why do some people succumb to feelings of resentment and even bitterness? Have we lost our sense of compassion and empathy?
And what are we teaching the next generation?
Not that long ago I encountered that same attitude after winning a nice sum of money at a Rider game. My friends and family offered congratulations and some even jokingly told me how jealous they were. But one acquaintance point-blankly told me, 鈥淲ell, that鈥檚 nice, but it doesn鈥檛 do me any good.鈥�
And there you have it! Never mind Facebook, she was expressing her discontent over my good luck straight to my face! I wanted to say so many things in response, but my mother always taught me that if you can鈥檛 say something nice, then you shouldn鈥檛 say anything at all. So I just smiled and kept quiet.
