I'm by far the clumsiest person alive. I'm the girl that knocked over an energy drink into her lap during class and had to go the rest of the day covered in a vibrant Mountain Dew Kickstart stain. Yeah. That's how clumsy I am. Thus, in the tradition of my clumsiness, I have ended up on crutches for the second time since my being in college. Here's a picture of me with an expression that explains how I feel about my current situation:

I don't even have a cool story to tell as to how I got onto them, I literally just stepped off a curb the wrong way. But how or why I ended up in my rather immobile state is beside the point of this article. The point is actually to celebrate the kind people of this world, and to maybe try and implement similar kindness into our daily lives towards everyone.

So what kindness am I talking about? It seems like the news is filled with so much sadness, and social media is filled with so much hate, so is there really any kindness left in the world? You may be surprised to know that yes, there is kindness left in this world, and that I uncovered it by being on crutches.

You see, when you're on crutches people actually go out of their way to help you. During my struggle to get to my classes everyday (crutches are an excellent arm workout just btw), I have encountered multitudes of people who offer me their aid in my journey. I've had guys see me go by, and then run back to the the door they just came out of to hold it open for me. I've had guys and girls that I've never met before come up to me and ask me if they can help me while I struggle to get up stairs (because of course one of my classes is in one of the few buildings without an elevator). I even witnessed two older adults help me get up when I ate it inside of Starbucks (lesson: always put your backpack fully on before attempting to go anywhere on crutches). In a world where everyone is always so busy, I witnessed complete strangers go out of their way to help me, and that begs the question: why can't we be more like this everyday?

Why can't we hold the door open for everyone, not just girls on crutches? Why can't we go out of our way to ask anyone who looks like they are struggling if they need help?

Maybe that guy with the stack of books in her hands would like some aid in carrying them, or maybe the girl crying in the bathroom just needs someone to say that everything will be ok. Why can't we help everyone who falls, both literally and metaphorically? Just because someone might not be hopping around campus on crutches doesn't mean that they don't need the same kind of help. Why can't we go out of our way to help others daily, to just do one little thing to brighten their day, much like everyone who has helped me this week has brightened mine.

So I guess my extreme clumsiness can be a good thing, for I have learned a lesson from my adventures crutching around life. Let's go out of our way to be kinder everyday, for you don't need to be on crutches to see that the world desperately needs it.