The Power Of A Kind Word

2024 Author: Harry Day | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-17 15:43

As a child, I was a wildly shy child. It took me a long time to feel free in someone's presence. It was easier with acquaintances, I could at least move. But people I didn’t know, or those, meetings and communication with whom was a rare occasion, put me into a stupor. I hung up, afraid to move my arm or leg, and could not squeeze a word out of myself. I wanted only one thing - to be noticed as little as possible. This went on for quite a long time. While I was little, it looked more or less normal, well, a child is shy, it happens. From the age of 18 I began to face a negative reaction from many people to this peculiarity of mine. They can be understood. Imagine, you are talking to a person, and he answers in monosyllables, for the most part is silent, does not support the conversation. Sharp jokes were released in my direction, sarcastically, they said that I was strange, unsociable and gloomy. Although my close friends could argue with this, in my company I was a cheerful and sociable person. There I was ALREADY not afraid, I was accepted and felt safe.

Want to know what cured me?

At the age of 25, I got to work in a store. It was the first small shopping center in the city, which is now on every corner. And then it was new. We stood in the departments dressed up, and many customers complimented us. And me too, which was almost a shock to me. I learned a lot about myself.

Good afternoon, you are as beautiful today as you were last time.

Hello! You have a very sweet smile!

This dress suits you very much, you are adorable in it!

I was greeted, smiled at me, I was singled out. Simple kind words were spoken to me. About me. About my appearance. About my character. This was enough. My shyness vanished as if by hand.

Actually, telling a girl that she is beautiful and good is a parent's function. For mine, this option was disabled, it did not exist at all. I was never even praised for anything. And it still responds.

Therefore, now, when I hear someone talking about how not to overpraise the child, I feel very sad.

When communicating with any child, I always try to tell him something good about him. Do you know how they react?

First, a quick scared or surprised look, it is clear that they heard something new, unusual, which they are not at all used to hearing. Then they hesitate for a few seconds, apparently deciding how to relate to this. Then someone smiles, someone stops talking and steps aside, someone gives a toy. There are those on whom this does not work at all, as if they do not hear. And this is the saddest thing. This means that their little heart is already dressed in impenetrable iron armor, which, of course, is protection. But the whole trouble is that not only bad, but also good does not penetrate through it.

The child's reaction always shows HOW the parents love him.

In our culture, it is not customary to say good things to each other just like that. You always have to earn it. And it always turns out that she has not earned enough. We are always on guard, expecting a blow, as if we are defending ourselves. I see a lot of men and women around, whose face says - just try to touch. They know how to respond, what to say, they are ready to attack. It's commonplace. But to hear something good addressed to you is unusual.

But how their faces light up when you compliment them, praise their hairstyle, dress or some skill. It becomes a little lighter.

If you haven’t said any kind good words to anyone today, correct this oversight. Let there be more light!