from a friend in Munich:

[elleng]

Among the few refugees I somehow helped personally in the last few weeks, one leaves me stunned morning after morning. And I did for him so little.

One morning passing by the train station on my way to work, I have took out of my wallet a bunch of Euro coins, literally a *few* Euros (maybe 2 or 3€ you could count in my wallet at that moment), passed it to a refugee's hand and said along the way "merhaba, Habibi". He nodded, I went my own way.

Next mornings, not every, but every few days, I again bump on him. No hand stretched out in asking for help when I come, but a smile and a thumb up each time.

Makes me both incredibly happy and horribly sad every time.

[CTyankee]

1. that's nice, ellen. there are good people in the world...