RECENTLY, I stood for one-and-a-half hours with a collection tin in my hand for a worthy cause, and my heart was warmed by mothers giving money to their children to place in my tin and pensioners who could ill afford it filling my tin.
I did my best to look everyone in the face and smile, only to be saddened by the numbers of people who, on seeing me, picked up a mobile phone or till-receipt to avoid eye-contact when a smile would have been enough. I know money is tight for all of us.
I was also saddened by the tragic stories told to me on the day, some bringing a tear to my eye. One person ended our chat by saying maybe if they had given a little bit more in the past, maybe their story would be different.
It only takes a few pennies from a lot of people to make a difference — and that’s all a person with a collection tin is asking.