I recog­nise you, not you in a flash car

The Star Early Edition - - OPINION & ANALYSIS -

I RE­CENTLY parked in the cov­ered park­ing area of the lo­cal shop­ping mall. The park­ing spot that I used un­for­tu­nately in­ter­fered with the pass­ing traf­fic when I wanted to re­verse out and leave.

For­tu­nately one of the ap­proach­ing cars, driven by a mid­dle-aged woman, flashed the head­lights of her ve­hi­cle to in­di­cate that she would wait for me to exit my park­ing spot. I did this, and as I passed this cour­te­ous driver, I waved my thanks to her for her cour­tesy.

She smiled in re­turn be­fore driv­ing away.

While this woman had been wait­ing for me to exit my park­ing spot, another four cars had stopped be­hind her.

The first of these cars was a very fancy, and ob­vi­ously very ex­pen­sive, sports-type car driven by a youngish woman who com­pletely ig­nored my wave of thanks for her cour­tesy.

All the driv­ers of the cars be­hind her smiled in ac­knowl­edge­ment of my wave of thanks.

As I left the park­ing area, I thought about the peo­ple in the cars that had waited for me to exit my park­ing spot, and es­pe­cially the woman in the ex­pen­sive car.

And it struck me that we all want to be recog­nised, but the truly sin­cere peo­ple want to be recog­nised for what they are, and not for what they have.

Truly sin­cere peo­ple want to be recog­nised for what they are...

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