Acts of Kindness Challenge - in Venice, the city of my heart.

Here’s my act of kindness story… Once in Venice, as a kid, I gave an old man 1000 lire (half a euro, which at the time was quite a lot). He was a beggar, sitting on an almost completely wet carton because it was raining, and I felt so sorry for him, mostly because of his age. I told my mum that I’ll give him more money next time. She said he probably won’t be there. And yet… exactly a year later, passing by the same street,he was there and I gave him 5000 this time.He grabbed my hand with both of his, looked me in the eyes, almost in tears and said: "Grazie signorina, mille grazie! Che Dio sia con te!" (=Thank you miss, thank you so much! May God be with you!) Once more, a year later, he wasn’t there and I never saw him again. Every time I’m in Venice I always hope to see him even though considering he was already very old it’s highly improbable. But somehow I feel that he’s looking after me from somewhere, because of my good deed, and I will always remember him, his light green eyes and his warm hands…