Several years ago I had taken my mother to a doctor at St.Paul in Dallas and her health was starting to fail her, but her spirit for life had not failed her at all. I’ll never forget as we walked in the waiting room, there were several other people there and it was around 9am and with pride and boldness, my mother said “Good morning, Johnson is my name…” and there were a few mumbles of a salutation and so she made that declaration again, “Good morning, Johnson is my name …” and then did everybody sit up straight and responded with a hearty good morning. That’s just who Ruby M. Johnson was and its one of the qualities she put in my heart(dna).
Well it still amazes me today why and how we refuse to speak to each other. I go for a walk each morning before heading to my office and on that walk I will see and speak to several people and only a few speak back. I know it is early in the morning and the day is just starting, but even more the reason that we should be happy about getting another chance at life. It just amazes me how when you are spoken to, you can outright ignore that person that has made an effort to acknowledge you as a human in a pleasant way.
It happens over and over and over. It could be at the mall, at the AAC, at the service station, at DFW or Love Field , at your office or even your church. I’m just curious, why don’t we speak? Are we so afraid and cautions or so mean spirited that we can take the small effort to respond back, “good morning” or at least acknowledge with a nod or smile? Is it that difficult?
So before we get too far into 2013, can we just make an effort to speak and be more friendly? By the way, it’s not a cultural or racial thing. It cuts across all lines. I’ve seen it from black, white, asian, hispanic, young, old, big , small….it just doesn’t matter, WE DON’T SPEAK. I would like to know why and what would it take to change our sullen ways. If you speak, please respond and if you don’t respond and tell me why you don’t.
Good morning, Johnson is my name!