Last week, one of my granddaughters, her mother, and five friends went to the Air Canada Center here in Toronto to see Shania Twain. Courtney and her long-time friend had been adoring fans of Shania since they were eight years old, and are now in their mid-twenties. When they heard their hero was coming to perform in Toronto, they immediately ordered tickets. Top choice tickets were out of their price range and so they purchased balcony seats, but were not able to get all seven seats together.
The long awaited night arrived and the two girls were beside themselves with excitement…the rest of the group…a little less so, but excited all the same.
As the escalator ascended, a uniformed usher stopped them on their way to their balcony seats and asked if they knew where they were going. When they confirmed that they were on their way to the balcony, he said, “No, I am giving you tickets to the main floor.” Courtney couldn’t believe her ears but then said, “Oh, except there are seven of us.” With that the usher handed her seven tickets to the top choice area…seven seats in a row.
Needless to say, the group of seven was ecstatic with this change of events, and were totally taken with Shania Twain’s performance.
This is the second random act of kindness which has come to my attention within a short period of time…once again, doesn’t it make you want to pay it forward?