Some moments in our lives leave a deep mark on our feelings, shaping who we are, especially when they happen during childhood. The stories shared here have had a strong impact on these people, and they will likely touch you too.

The Story:

I grew up very poor, and dinner was usually just toast with a bit of cheese. When I was 12, I went to a friend’s nice house for a group project. Her mom set up a lovely table with many hot dishes. I was excited and very hungry.

As we ate, everyone looked at me strangely. When I started to cut my meat, her mom got upset. She shouted, “Are you mad? You’re going to hurt yourself! That’s not how you hold a knife to cut meat!” She came over and held my hand to show me the right way. I felt embarrassed and apologized, saying it had been a long time since I had eaten meat.

Later that day, I was shocked to find a note in my pocket that said, “Our doors are open for you. You can come over for dinner anytime.” For a whole year, I spent one day a week at their house, enjoying their warm meals and full table. I will always be thankful for my friend’s family. As we got older, we grew apart, but I will never forget their kindness.