January 27, 2014

Random Acts… the words that matter

Posted in Entertainment, Spirituality at 2:21 am by dinaheng

It’s premiere night of Cirque du Soleil’s “Totem” in Santa Monica. Neil Patrick Harris is holding one of his twin boys, shaking hands with someone in the row behind him. Allison Janney is making her way down the aisle, along with other celebrities who have come to enjoy the evening’s incredible acrobatic acts, slapstick clown humor, and thoughtful commentary on the journey of Man as a human species.  The air is filled with excitement as wonder unfolds on the stage.

At intermission, I stand in line at the nearest “restroom” outside the Grand Chapiteau of blue and yellow tents. Not surprisingly, Cirque boasts the best in outdoor facilities. This unisex restroom is actually a small trailer with everything you’d expect in a restaurant restroom. Since the trailer is outfitted for single use, there’s a long line, but lots of people watching to do while you wait.Dinah Eng

Behind me, a boy who looks to be about three or four, is valiantly trying to hold it as the line slowly moves.  His dad encourages him now and then, saying, “You’re doing great, buddy. You can hold it. There’s just seven people ahead of us now.”

In front of me are a trio of teenage girls, giggling and snapping selfies with their cell phones. They make note of a fifty-something man, standing in front of a lifesize “Totem” poster, who’s trying to smile and take a selfie, as well.  Then, their commentary moves to another “Totem” poster, where a little boy is awkwardly trying to pose for his mom’s camera by pretending to be an acrobat.

“Duh,” says one of the teenage girls. “He could at least stand on one foot or something.” Her friends agree, making several unkind remarks about the boy.

Suddenly, the man behind me says, “That’s my son you’re talking about.” The three teens freeze in embarrassment.

After a long pause, the man adds, “Nah.  He’s not my kid.” The girls sigh with relief as he notes, “But you never know who’s listening when you talk.”

The girls went about their business and left. Who knows if they’ll remember the impromptu lesson in manners. But when I got to the head of the line, I let the fellow and his son go ahead of me.

“Oh, thank you!” said the dad, rushing his boy into the trailer. “I really appreciate this.”

Every good deed should be rewarded.

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