Dave Gaskill from Nanaimo shared a heartwarming story on Facebook this week.
Now shared more than 10,000 times, it offers hope in a time when we all could use a little bit more of it. Enjoy it below, and if it warms your heart give it another share HERE.
“I was checking into my hotel in Surrey this evening and I asked the man at the desk if he knew if there was a restaurant in the hotel. He told me that there wasn’t but there was a lot of restaurants up on 152nd. I made a face and said I didn’t really feel like getting into my truck and heading out to look for a place to eat but I guess I’d have to. We finished up with the check in procedure and when he gave me my key card he said that his wife was bringing him some food for dinner and he could tell her to bring some extra if I wanted to join them. I was taken off guard completely. When was the last time a hotel worker offered to feed you? I felt awkward and stammered a bit and said that I didn’t want to impose. He assured me that there would be plenty of food and I should meet them in the breakfast room at about 6:30 when his dinner break started.
I went up to my room and got settled in and then I headed down to the breakfast room for dinner. I walked in and the first thing that hit me was the delicious smell. Mohammed introduced me to his wife Aseel and we all sat down to eat. OH. MY. GOD! Falafel, kebabs, fattoush, shawarma and other amazing foods. I was treated and fed like a King. We chatted for a long time and they explained to me that they had fled Syria and came to Canada with the other 60,000 refugees last year.
They spoke very little about how bad things were in Syria but they couldn’t wait to tell me how happy they were to be living and working in Canada. Mohammed is a pharmacist and upgrading at University and Aseel is a lawyer who has to pass the bar in Canada before she can work as a lawyer. They were so enthusiastic to be here that I couldn’t help but share their enthusiasm as we spoke. At the end of the meal Aseel wrapped some food in tinfoil for my lunch tomorrow (Wendy’s laughing I’m sure) and Mohammed said one last thing to me. “Don’t take your country for granted” I of course got a lump in my throat and gave them a hug and thanked them profusely.
While I was walking up to my room it occurred to me that a Syrian Refugee family came all the way to Canada and fed ME! I got off the elevator and walked a little further and corrected myself. A CANADIAN family fed me.”