Bell Ringers

Its the holiday season and as we bustle in and out of various shopping establishments, and stroll the busy sidewalks its not silver bells we hear on the street corners but those devoted bell ringers.. those diligent individuals who give their time to stand in the cold for hours at a time indulging the looks of shoppers who greet them with a range of annoyance to excitement.

Adults who look upon them, some with guilt that they have no money to drop in , or have money they dont want to part with... the bell ringers smile and cheerfully bid us "Merry Christmas" calling out for all to hear " Happy Holidays". They dont seem to mind the adverse
weather, they are resistant to the snubs of those who simply wont give.

A small reward now and then is when the young kids will run up.. excited to drop the little amounts of change in the bright red bucket they see more than a smile on a kids face, they see
joy of a heart thats giving! What is it about life that changes us .. from that young child happy to drop our pennies into a bucket for others ... to the adults who clutch our loose change in our pocket as we hurry on by?

I am sure there are a great many people in this world who give of themselves to better the lives of others and of themselves.. but for this post.. I am tipping my hat to the bell ringers. The time they give for small change.....makes a big change for many. When your out and about this holiday season and hear a bell or a shouted " MERRY CHRISTMAS" .. take a moment to give a nod to the bell ringer and appreciate what they stand for..there .

Thank you for reading.


Todays Poem:

Wrapped in scarf and big thick hat
ring the bell and kindly chat
stand in boots and feel the chill
watch the little ones giving thrill

Takes the change little in size
makes big change in many lives
endless hours stood in cold
was there ever once a Thank You told?