From
“The Human Condition: A User’s Manual,” by Arnold Kunst
3
December
Joe
was a teacher colleague in the prison where I used to teach, and every day
whenever he entered or left the institution he’d give a kind of ‘thank you’
wave when the cop up there in the tower would push a button that would open the
gate where he was standing. Occasionally he and I would come in or go out
together, and eventually I asked him about it since nobody else, including
yours truly, ever waved like that. [The rest of us would complain about being
locked up this way – ‘when’s that damned cop up there going to finish his
solitaire game, or his 17th trip to the pizza box, and open this
damned gate?’ we’d complain cynically.]
Well,
that wasn’t Joe’s attitude; he said the idea came from a verse in the Bible
somewhere: "In all things give thanks." He said it was one of those simple
verses, and it means, like, ALL things. Thumpingly obvious. He said he found
after he got into the habit of waving at that cop that he was seeing other
things in his life that were there for him to be grateful for - right under his
nose. For example, when his students [all convicted felons, right?] would
arrive in the morning he’d often say, ‘Thanks for stopping by, gentlemen -
without you being here I wouldn’t have a job!’
Or
his wife’s cooking. He told me that her modest consultancy business gave her a
fairly light schedule and that since he had a high-intensity job and a daily 100-mile
round-trip commute she used to have dinner on the table by 6:30 just about
every night. It was, he saw, love in action. And he got into the habit of
thanking her on a regular basis. He’d bring her flowers maybe once a month from
Safeway – he’d sign the accompanying card with something like, "Because it’s
Tuesday! Love, Joe," then find that card magnetized on the fridge. And, in a
pay-it-forward sort of way, she’d thank him every time he’d do the dishes, or
feed the cat, or take out the garbage. He said, "Hey, this is my house too,
right?" In short, it looked like this attitude of gratitude was improving his
marriage as well as his otherwise stress-filled job. Anyway, the more Joe
became grateful that way the more cheerful he became, and – from my perspective
anyway - the more fun to be around. So I thought I’d try the same thing – it
couldn’t hurt, right? And I found that life got sunnier for me too, although I
don’t think I was ever as cheerful as he was. I really envied him!
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