World Kindness Day was Nov. 13. While I have always strongly valued kindness, high school has caused me to grow increasingly aware of the astronomical impact a minor action can have on somebody. Whether you bring a new perspective to someone’s self critical trance with a compliment, or make them feel seen and appreciated by holding the door, an action that you feel carries no weight or importance might rescue someone from an awful day.
When I was a freshman, the most impressionable words came from upperclassmen. They were invincible holograms of perfection, people whose respect you longed for and who you aspired to be. I had the privilege of establishing friendships with many seniors and juniors as an underclassman through my involvement in theater. When they said so much as “great job” after a rehearsal, or waved enthusiastically in the hallway, I felt a strong sense of visibility and value, two sentiments that are easy to lose as a small freshman in a seemingly massive high school.