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November 2009 
What was the last thing that touched your heart?
Posted on Aug 26th, 2009
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quietlaughter
quietlaughter
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for August 26, 2009:
The last thing that touched my heart was the excitement and laughter of my friend Steve after I introduced him to the Premier of Ontario, Dalton McGuinty, who spoke yesterday at the Boys and Girls Club where I work. He was over the moon after he shook the Premier’s hand, and was given his autograph.
Steve has downs syndrome, and comes to the Club every day to swim and take part in other activities in our day programs. He loves politics and keeps up with current events. When he realized that Mr. McGuinty was talking with me, he spoke to some other staff to ask them if he could meet the Premier. There were a lot of people around, and they thought it would be better for Steve to wait. Luckily, I was close enough to hear Steve talking about wanting to meet him. I took Steve outside and introduced him. I thought that Steve would burst from happiness afterwards. I have never seen him so filled with joy after having had a few minutes to shake the premier’s hand and speak to him. It was one of those beautiful, genuine moments
It touched my heart that Steve was happy. It touched my heart that the premier took the time before leaving to speak with Steve. I am happy that I was there to help. Steve’s joy and unmitigated happiness touched me deeply and reminded me that even the simplest thing, a handshake, can bring a smile to someone’s face and make someone feel that they matter.
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Steve has downs syndrome, and comes to the Club every day to swim and take part in other activities in our day programs. He loves politics and keeps up with current events. When he realized that Mr. McGuinty was talking with me, he spoke to some other staff to ask them if he could meet the Premier. There were a lot of people around, and they thought it would be better for Steve to wait. Luckily, I was close enough to hear Steve talking about wanting to meet him. I took Steve outside and introduced him. I thought that Steve would burst from happiness afterwards. I have never seen him so filled with joy after having had a few minutes to shake the premier’s hand and speak to him. It was one of those beautiful, genuine moments
It touched my heart that Steve was happy. It touched my heart that the premier took the time before leaving to speak with Steve. I am happy that I was there to help. Steve’s joy and unmitigated happiness touched me deeply and reminded me that even the simplest thing, a handshake, can bring a smile to someone’s face and make someone feel that they matter.
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Leigh-Anne, that is a terrific story! Thank you for sharing it.
How awesome for all of you! A few weeks ago some comments were made about the way we overuse the word awesome …however, through your words I can feel that little guy's joy and it feels AWESOME!
thank you Laurie, Bob and Gia :-) It was a special moment definitely. I will never forget his face, or his dancing around with the autograph in his hand :-)
oh and yes, it definitely was AWESOME!! ;-)