My father and mother divorced when I was two. The split was timultuous, my father successfully took and kept me from my mother for some time- causing her emmense saddness. While in his care betwen the ages of two and four I was exposed to drugs, violence, and lacked any form of discipline or consistency. I can recall being told to hide while police searched the home looking for me. Finally my mother was successful in getting me back. After that I did not see my father for years. Once in a while I would get a phone call with promises of a visit that would never come. Through out…

i extractded some money from my bank account to buy a bike. i had leftover money. i went around handing it out to the poor people on the streets because I hope they could get something as good as my bike someday

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On Mother’s Day I wanted to do something special for my mom but i didn’t. So when she saw a purse she liked alot but cost too much I decided to use my birthday money to buy her the purse. She was really happy about that.

I hope it’s not too much to say that I grew up always trying to help people. Given the inevitable thoughts and actions of selfishness as a human, I have consistently tried to conscientiously help others, save the lives of animals, and be mindful of my actions. I therefore take the time to go out of my way to help others whenever they need help moving an object, or if they need help with a specific task.With that said, I am left seeking a meaningful life where I can effectively help a large population. I know spreading the Dharma is probably the best route for helping others, but I am…

I am a nurse in an ICU in Berkeley.A few weeks ago I had a patient who came from a nursing home. This patien had previously had a stroke and was weak on her left side and since she came by ambulance to the ER thence to ICU she had left at the nursing home 3 uppper arm and bilateral leg splints, her lower dentures, glasses and denture adhesive. She had only one daughter not too involved with her who was gone for the next several days. After work I drove to the nursing home and gathered the listed items and then drove back to the hospital to bring them…

I’m not sure if it counts as a good ‘deed’, but there was a girl who I, for a while, had a bit of a thing for and acted flirtatiously towards, but in a bit of a moody way, I changed. I no longer felt attracted to her at all and rather rudely I basically ceased all communication with her, I only met with her on occasion through a youth program. I know she got over it, she saw other guys and seemed fine. But I felt like I had used her. So the other day, through the convenience of the world wide web, I began chatting to her again…

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Well, I really don’t like to mention things I have done of kindness because it is not a big deal and is merely my duty. As a Buddhist having taken the Bodhisattiva precepts, I should help others more and should not recall any of what myself has done. But, since you sirs request one, here it is. For many years I kept donating all the money I had to the charity. Although the amount was not much, I just truly wished the money could help people survive the sufferings of hunger and severe cold in the dark corners of the Earth. For me, I think money should be used in…

My neighbor gave me many boxes of things to sell at my garage sale and kept telling me that she didn’t want any money from my proceeds. I knew that my heart would not be settled with this. I gave her $75 from what I sold of hers at the garage sale and when I gave her the money she said “oh, you didn’t have to” but she smiled and looked very happy and said “I will do something nice with this money…it’s good karma.” =)