So that’s what they were filming in Lawrence, KS in the 1950’s. Huh…
When I was little my mom used to tease me because I was so observant. I don’t know if it’s nature or nurture, but for some reason I have always been keenly aware of my surroundings. I make mental notes of tiny details and notice immediately when something has changed. It’s both a blessing and a curse. It’s a curse when I see a picture hanging crooked and I am not at liberty to straighten it. That can drive me crazy!
I had some testing done yesterday which left me feeling a little under the weather. I didn’t feel like cooking so we went out for lunch after the appointment. We went to my favorite Chinese buffet because I had a craving for Lemon Chicken.
As the waitress seated us, I noticed that she did not speak much English. She knew how to say “table or booth” and “what to drink?” She spoke Chinese to the other workers and to another couple in the restaurant who were Chinese.
We were enjoying our lunch when I heard a different language being spoken right behind me. I wanted to turn around and look at the people, but mama always told me it was rude to turn around and stare at people behind you. When I was a kid I used to get in trouble for turning around in church to see who was sitting behind us (gee mom, I was just trying to be sociable).
I listened intently… it was Spanish. Now I was really curious. Then I heard something quite familiar – a baby crying! It was the Mexican couple’s child. It wasn’t just a baby’s cry – it was a newborn baby’s cry – that’s a distinct sound! No language barrier there!
Since it was a buffet, the Mexican couple did not have to give the waitress instructions. They took water from the pitcher on the buffet so there was not even a drink order. They went to get their food one at a time since obviously someone had to stay with the wee one.
The waitress came around to ask, “Everything Okay?” We politely nodded since our mouths were busy eating delicious food. Then she walked behind us to the Mexican couple. I heard her talking in the sweetest tone, her voice rising and lowering as though she was talking baby talk. She was making over the baby, but not in Spanish. She was speaking Chinese!
I’m sure the couple had no idea what the waitress was saying – but they knew it was a loving tone of voice. I could not see what was happening, but I heard a smile in her voice as she spoke. I could not stand it one more minute – I had to turn around and look! The waitress was smiling – I knew it! I think it’s the sweetest display of love I’ve ever seen! A smile and sweet tone of voice transcend all language, don’t they???
Now I know some of you are sitting there reading this saying, “Yeah, better tip for the waitress” but I honestly don’t think that was the motive for her actions! As I said, it was a buffet and most people don’t leave much of a tip for a waitress when it’s a buffet. I think she felt compelled to reach out and I’m glad she did. It doesn’t cost one thin dime to be nice to somebody. She could have just walked by, but chose to stop and dote on the newborn. It was so special. Thank you Lord for allowing me to observe genuine sweetness.
When I read the fortune inside my fortune cookie – that summed it up perfectly!
You need only to understand that it is not necessary to understand but only enjoy. ❤