I'm a person who takes the public bus almost every day to get to and from my campus.

Doing this, I come across several people. I come across a woman who always greets the entire bus with a loud "good morning" before taking a seat. I come across a married couple comprised of a happy-go-lucky, giggly man and a serious, cold looking woman. I come across mothers with their children,college students, and elderly people. I talk with strangers who see my SCAD bag and ask what I'm studying.

There's always going to be a wide range of people, no matter where you go.

But there are always a few bad seeds.

There was a woman who cussed out the bus driver because her bus pass was expired and she had to pay another $1.50 for a new one.

There was a man that would roll his eyes at every black person on the bus.

There was a man who interrupted two men having a conversation about God to tell them that religion is a lie and that God isn't real.

Like I said, bad seeds.

But let me tell you why I appreciate these special kinds of people.

Yesterday the bus was rather full, and when it gets to that point people are forced to stand in uncomfortable positions. There are the guys who offer their seats to women, and there are people that offer their seats to the elderly, but either way people are stuck standing.

At one of the bus stops a woman came onto the bus with her newborn baby and a collapsed stroller. Now, again, there were no seats. So the bus driver had to tuck the stroller under the front seats of the bus to make room. A man let the woman sit down with her baby. The bus driver politely asked us,the three people in the front seat, to stand up or lift your legs so she could get the stroller where it needed to be.

I stood, and another man stood, but the man in the middle did not.

Let's keep in mind that this guy was standing for 20 minutes before a seat opened up to him.

The bus driver asked him again to stand.

"I have a disability, I can't lift my legs up that high. I can't stand," he replied, angrily.

He continued to sit and yell about how it is his right to refuse to stand up and a bunch of other things before the bus driver went back to her seat and started driving again.

But let me tell you why I was happy.

In a world like today, full of racism, sexism, xenophobia, and harsh political arguments, I saw something that made my heart swell.

Everyone on the bus at this point was scolding the man for not standing. Everyone, no matter their race, defended this African American woman with her baby. A white man confronted the rude sitting guy and told him off. Two Middle Eastern women began to join in. A preacher told him that this wasn't what God would like him to do. Another white man offered to hold the stroller in his seat with him.

Every single person was defending her.

There was no conflict other than with the rude guy refusing to stand.

Race didn't matter, religion didn't matter, sex didn't matter. Just for a moment, in this world of chaos and disagreement, everyone was on the same side of a moral compass.

After the dispute, a white man and a black woman talked about the cold weather. The man who had taken the woman's stroller had a conversation about how beautiful her baby was. The preacher told the two women in hijabs to have a wonderful day and to love each other as he got off the bus.

I felt at peace. For just that moment. That 5 minute period where everyone was calm.

There were no politics. No reasons to fight. No arguments to have, and no prejudice against anyone.

And it made everything seem okay in a not-so-okay world.

I think that everyone, no matter who you are or what you believe in, needs to try and find those moments.

The moments where politics are pushed aside for the greater good of simply seeing people as who they are: people. Human beings that make up the world that we live in. Humanity is one of the most beautiful things you will ever see.

And we really need to see it more often.