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I stared at the airport entrance with a 

dismal expression on my face. I was 

essentially broke and in desperate need of 

money. After scrambling for money for 

weeks, I was able to afford an airport ticket 

to my aunt's house where I hoped to find 

hospitality and a possible job. Walking 

through the gates, it took at least one hour 

for me to go through the security check 

until I finally reached the lounge. With a 

loud sigh, I flopped down on one of the 

chairs.

I grew conscious of the stare of an 

extremely suspicious man. He was wearing 

a long, brown coat which was clearly an 

attempt to hide the conspicuous package in 

one of his pockets. I can't even fathom how 

he passed through security. "Oi, you," he 

spoke. My face turned red and I recited all 

of the mantras my mother spoke to about 

on why-you-shouldn't-talk-to-strangers in 

my mind. "Listen, you're not very rich, are 

you," he persisted. I like to think I'm well 

dressed, but the holes in my clothes 

differed.

"I've got a package that I need you to 

deliver." He caught sight of the frantic look 

in my eyes and assured me,"It's nothin' 

suspicious. It's just a package my daughter 

gave me and I won't be able to take it with 

me. I've got too much baggage." He 

continued to say,"Don't think much of it, 

just a mate helping another mate out, 

right?" I hesitantly nodded my head since 

he did seem to be particularly forlorn about 

it. "Thanks, mate," he hurriedly spoke and 

shoved the package in my hands.

"I'll take it from you at the end of the 

flight," were his last words. Throughout the 

entire flight, I was beyond nervous and 

anxious. At the slightest sound, I would be 

easily startled. Then, when the flight ended 

and I went into the airport lounge, the man 

was actually waiting for me. He took the 

package from my hands and thanked me 

profusely. The moral I learned from this was 

that sometimes it's good to help strangers 

in order to bring a smile to their face, and 

you get money too.

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