MORO BAR

 

Another food story… or is it? While living in Hamilton a number of years ago, a local high school had a major fire. The damage to school buildings, teacher/student work and morale was huge. Knowing the principal from being in the same university class and feeling somewhat helpless, but still wanting to do something, had an idea.

The following day after the fire was a Saturday. The school leadership team would probably be meeting at the school to discuss how they were going to deal with this situation. Off to the school. On my way I stopped at a dairy and purchased a ‘big as’ Moro bar. Arriving at the school a few cars were parked by the management offices. The door main door was unlocked so tentatively walked in.

Walking towards the administration offices muffled voices were coming from the principals office. I knocked, entered the room and recognised the principal, so shook his hand first and looked at his angst filled face, “I really don’t know what to say Clive and haven’t got much to give, but here is a little something to help keep your energy levels up.” He looked at me with a thankful smile and returned the handshake. 

I thought nothing more about our meeting for a week or so. Reading a local paper I found an article  about the fire. The principal was interviewed and said that he was comforted by the many messages of support and encouragement. He then went on to say that a colleague from another school had given him a Moro bar and that he had no idea how much it meant to him… 

POINTS to PONDER

Listen to your heart and take action. Your way of helping will individually and then collectively make a difference.

Give ‘what is in your hand’ In my case, a chocolate bar. 

You may never know how much your act of kindness means to another person. Be kind anyway.