• Manners 03.11.2011 2 Comments

    I’m always happy to ponder the subject of politeness. Is it something we learn, something we do to fit into society? As Canadians, it seems to be something we are often accused of doing. As in, “Oh those Canadians, they’re so darned polite all of the time!” Often this is accompanied by a disapproving frown. Myself, I sometimes worried about being too polite. Did it make me appear weak? Maybe, but I believe that it is who we are at the core. That teaching politeness to our youngsters merely brings out their own innate desire to be kind to others.

    There was a time when I tried to force myself to quit saying “Pardon me” every time I brushed up against someone, or “Bless you” under my breath each time someone sneezed. But in the end, it just wasn’t me. It didn’t feel natural. So I decided to embrace my inner Miss Manners. I promise not to judge you when you forget to thank me for holding the door open for you (I’m far too polite for that) if you promise not to judge me when I say “Excuse me” as I pass by the cat in the kitchen.

    I no longer worry about appearing sappy, sentimental, weak, or soft by being respectful of others. And that to me is really what it all boils down to. Do we feel, really feel that the other lives out there matter as much as our own? If we do, we cannot help but be kind to them, and that all begins with a simple “Please” and “Thank you.”


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