"No"
"Will you buy me a pair of pants?" (as he looked at my jeans with holes in them)
"No"
"Will you give me money?" (this maybe seemed the easiest to him)
"No. Chao, chico."
This conversation happened outside of McDonald's one day while I was waiting for Hannah. I walked away with Hannah, thinking "ahhh-- I never know when to act and when not to." That night I laid in bed thinking, "Adrienne, why didn't you just buy the kid something? I'm sure there was SOMETHING half healthy in McDonald's!"
The next morning as I got dressed to work at the cafe, I decided to wear the exact same outfit--light, ripped jeans, a blue tee-shirt, and my brown suede boots. The thought actually crossed my mind, "if anyone sees me today who saw me yesterday, they'd probably recognize this outfit!"
WELL, that morning was a slow morning at the cafe. I decided to go sit outside and people watch. Before I knew it, a little boy was walking toward me. He looked at me, then looked at my jeans and boots, and looked back up at me, with a look of surprise. I too, looked at him, and HIS same clothes and knew I was getting a chance to redeem myself.
We chatted for a bit, him peeking inside the cafe.
"Have you ever tried a waffle?" I asked.
Head shake.
"Do you know what a waffle is?"
Head shake.
"Would you like to try one?"
Head nod. :)
Franklin walked inside with me. I sat him at the table, him all smiles. I made him a banana and milk drink and delivered it to him, him all smiles. I then delivered him his waffle, him with a bewildered look on his face. Carrie, Emily, our chef and I asked him questions as he ate his waffle. He asked if he could take some waffle to his brother, so Emily bagged it up, he stood up, and said, "Chao!"
Sometimes an act of kindness is just meant to be!