2019 International Essay Contest for Young People
List of Winners
Theme: “Creating a Society Full of Kindness”
No. of participating countries: 157
No. of entries:20,657 (Children’s category: 7,383 / Youth category: 13,274)*All ages are as of June 15, 2019.

1st Prize
Children's category (1 entrant)Youth category (1 entrant)

Kindness is Free

Olutayo Ifedayo Victor

Kind Souls Make the World a Better
Place(Age 14, Nigeria)

Ilia Nikitichev (Age 21, Russia)

2nd Prize
Children's category (2 entrants)
Youth category (2 entrants)

Kindness: A ChoiceThe

Vaccine

Our

World

Desperately Needs

Maya Amaravathi Sarkar

Anusha Pillay (Age 19, India)(Age 14, India)
Kindness-

The Kindness We Can See, the KindnessLong Way to Go
Md Tawsif Rahman Chowdhury (AgeWe Can’t See

21, Bangladesh)Tomoya Yamamoto (Age 14, Japan)

3rd Prize
Children's category (5 entrants)
Youth category (5 entrants)

It’s a Weak Point, and That’s Okay

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Kentaro Sugimoto (Age 7, Japan)Mari Yoshida (Age 16, Japan)

Kindness Cures Anger

Tharana Dakshya Rajakaruna (Age 7,

Being In It Together
Tamaki Okamura (Age 16, Japan)

Sri Lanka <Living in Japan>)

Hidden Acts of KindnessIch wünsche der Welt Freundlichkeit

A Society That Values Each Individual
Moe Itagaki (Age 18, Japan)

Paul Komary(Age 8, Italy <Living in Austria>)1

A Better World by KindnessIgnacy Kulczyk (Age 12, Poland)

A Step towards Many Firsts
Md. Rashed Jaowad Khan

A Kindness Chain(Age 20, Bangladesh)

Rio Nishimura (Age 12, Japan)

The Ripple EffectEzeagba Coletta Uche
(Age 25, Nigeria)

Honorable Mention
Children's category (25 entrants)
Youth category (25 entrants)

Mihai Darius O. Andronescu

(Age 9, Romania)

Najja Amani King (Age 12, U.S.A.)

Chisomo Boshoma(Age 15, Perú)

Julia Dreher (Age 12, Argentina)

Nariaty Abigail Andrade Grijalva

Balvaneda Rodriguez Diana Itzhamara(Age 15, México)(Age 12, South Africa)Anghela Karina Amaya Zapata

Bea Francine Cruz Isuga(Age 15, The Philippines)(Age 12, Ecuador)

Ken Adachi (Age 15, Japan<Living in England>)

Kotoka Yoritsume (Age 12, Japan)Nanase Kinjo (Age 15, Japan)

Sopanha Flair Tan (Age 12, Cambodia)

Rara Miyajima (Age 15, Japan)Bakare Daniel (Age 13, Nigeria)Sang-Ha Chon (Age 15, South Korea)

Jiho Yun (Age 13, South Korea)

Hitomi Iida (Age 16, Japan)

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Ryosuke Ikeda (Age 13, Japan)

Kurumi Nishimura (Age 16, Japan)Andrea Ross L. SederoSaki Tamai (Age 16, Japan)(Age 14, The Philippines)

Maggie Wang (Age 17, U.S.A.)

Anna Bodnarchuk (Age 14, Russia)

Nada Mohamed Ali Ragab

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Caroline Gao (Age 14, U.S.A.)

Fatima Ezzahra Fattoukh(Age 17, Egypt)(Age 14, Morocco)(Age 18, Mongolia <Living in Japan>)Gehna Yadav (Age 14, India

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Nandini Mittal (Age 18, India)<Living in Switzerland>)

Kazi Anisha IslamJohn Vincent Madera Tiong(Age 21, Bangladesh)(Age 14, The Philippines)

Batbaatar Adiyamaa

Liz Georgina Arriaga Vidales

Ernad Mahmic(Age 22, Bosnia and Herzegovina)(Age 14, México)

Caroline Schiller (Age 24, Germany)

Mana Fujioka (Age 14, Japan)Emily Neoh Gaik Kin (Age 24, Malaysia)2Rohan Rali (Age 14, U.S.A.)

Ian Quint Leisner (Age 24, Brazil)

Shotaro Fujimoto (Age 14, Japan)

Kok Jia Xuan (Age 24, Malaysia)

Sophia Li (Age 14, Canada)Luísa de Quadros Coquemala

Tania Lorentzen (Age 14, Russia & U.K.

(Age 24, Brazil)<Living in Italy>)

Yuito Kusakabe (Age 14, Japan)Yuki Iwasaki (Age 14, Japan)Toshiaki Takeda (Age 15, Japan)

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Lyndsay Francesca Walsh(Age 24, Ireland)

Ubaka Ifechukwu Miracle(Age 24, Nigeria)

Vanessa Yamileth Martínez Sarmiento(Age 24, El Salvador)

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Mabeline Yeo (Age 25, Singapore)

Best School Award (1 school)Bookers International Schools, Ogun (Nigeria)

School Incentive Award (47 schools)Accra Japanese School (Ghana)Assumption Kokusai Primary School, Osaka (Japan)

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Auckland Japanese Supplementary School (New Zealand)

Bunka Gakuen Nagano Junior High School & High School, Nagano (Japan)Calamba City Science High School (The Philippines)Centro de Bachillerato Tecnologico, Industrial y de Servicios No. 234, Tamaulipas(México)

Chicago Futabakai Japanese School-Saturday School (United State)

Chitoku High School, Japan (Japan)Colegio San Ignacio, Buenos Aires (Argentina)

Escuela Preparatoria No. 8, Universidad de Guadalajara (México)Fukushima Prefectural Asakakaisei Senior High School (Japan)

Ghiyasuddin International School, Malé (Maldives)

Handmaids International Catholic School, Lagos (Nigeria)

Hiroshima Nagisa Junior High School, Senior High School (Japan)

Honjo Higashi Senior High School (Japan)

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Hougang Secondary School (Singapore)Ibaraki Prefectural Koga Secondary School (Japan)Japanese School of Hanoi (Vietnam)

3Japaniche Schule in Zurich (Hoshuko) (Switzerland)

Jonan Gakuen Junior High School, Senior High School (Japan)

Joso Gakuin Junior High School, Ibaraki (Japan)

Kaisei School, Shimane (Japan)

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Koka Gakuen Junior and Senior High School for Girls (Japan)

Kyoto Gakuen Junior and Senior Highschool (Japan)Matsumoto Shuho Secondary School, Nagano (Japan)Matsuyama Higashi Junior High School of Matsuyama City, Ehime (Japan)

Mie High School (Japan)

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MITA International School, Tokyo (Japan)

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Nigerian Bioneers (Nigeria)

Nihon Fukushi University Affiliated High School, Aichi (Japan)

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Nippon Bunri University, Oita (Japan)

Nobeoka Technical High School, Miyazaki (Japan)

Okinawa Prefectural Gushikawa High School (Japan)Omori 6th Junior High School of Ota City, Tokyo (Japan)Otsuma Ranzan Junior and Senior High School, Saitama (Japan)

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Rakunan Junior High School, Kyoto (Japan)

Rikkyo School in England, West Sussex (UK)

Satriwithaya School, Bangkok (Thailand)

Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Sri Nipah, Johor (Malaysia)

Senzoku Gakuen Junior High School, Kanagawa (Japan)

Showa Women's University Junior-Senior High School, Tokyo (Japan)

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SISA - School of International Studies in Sciences and Arts, Lahore (Pakistan)

Taisho Elementary School of Omuta City, Fukuoka (Japan)

Teikyo Junior & Senior High School, Tokyo (Japan)

Tokyo Metropolitan Mizuho Nōgei High School (Japan)Vancouver Japanese School (Canada)

Waseda Shibuya Senior High School (Singapore)4

International Essay Contest for Young People
Panel of Judges:
ChairmanGenshitsu Sen
Shinji HattoriKoïchiro Matsuura
Suzue Miuchi
Junji Narita
Masami Saionji
Akira Suzuki
Shunichi Tokura
Kazuhiko Yazaki
Shomei Yoh
Organized by:Endorsed by:Former Grand Tea Master of Urasenke,
UNESCO Goodwill Ambassador
Chairman & Group CEO,SEIKO HOLDINGS CORPORATION
President of The Africa Society of Japan,
Former Director-General of UNESCO
Cartoonist
Directo and Senior Advisor, Hakuhodo Inc.
Chairperson, The Goi Peace Foundation
Language educator
ComposerPresident & CEO, FELISSIMO CORPORATION
Picture book author

The Goi Peace Foundation
Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology of Japan,
Japanese National Commission for UNESCO, Japan Private High School
Federation, Tokyo Metropolitan Board of Education,

Supported by:

Japanese Broadcasting Corporation, Nikkei Inc.
SEIKO HOLDINGS CORPORATION, PLUS CORPORATION

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Children’s Category – 1st Prize】

Kindness is Free
(Original)
Olutayo Ifedayo Victor(Age 14, Nigeria)
Bookers International Schools, Ogun
No one noticed or even cared when the richest man in
my community died. Everyone went about their normal
way of life. It was as if nothing had happened at all.
On the day of his wake, there were only nine people in
the ornate hall rented for the event, even his sons andthe clergy of the community failed to show up. He was aman feared for his ruthlessness, and once boasted that:‘Kindness is shown by the weak, to the weakest folks.’
He left a terrible legacy and people were happy after
his passing.
Interestingly, two months later, another man died in the same town and I remember
getting back from school and it was as if the world was ending. I’ve never seen such a
crowd of mourners. Hundreds of people gathered in the heavy rain wailing, and it was thedarkest day in my town.
Okafor was a wretched man who had lost his legs to a disease as a child but what theman couldn’t make up with his legs, he did with his sunny smile. He pivoted his weight on askating board on which he hurtled around with his popular broom and cutlass. Okafor swept
the entire streets of the community for free and cut the grasses, and all he cared about wasa little alms or gifts from the people. He was always there cheering school children,
encouraging and telling them jokes. Wherever Okafor was there was so much joy andlaughter. He was the man without legs who helped school children cross the roads and theone who assisted the elderly with their loads. He was the guy without legs who inspired the
young footballers to work harder so they can bring the state trophy back home.
Even when he was dying from tuberculosis, he showed so much life, and spoke glowingly
to people, encouraging and assisting them. He was a pennilessness man who gave more

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than any millionaire in the town. Okafor wasn’t really noticed when he was alive but his
importance was discovered after his demise. His burial was attended by thousands. Even
the king of the community came and so did some politicians. They were puzzled andthought Okafor was a wealthy man but were shocked when they realized they’d come to thefuneral of a homeless man who possessed nothing.
Few months after his death, the bushes along the roads grew back. The snakes
terrorizing the people returned. During a heated debate in the community hall which wasoften cleaned by Okafor, a snake fell on the head of the market leader, making everyone
flee. An elderly woman who Okafor often help cross the road was killed by anoverspeeding motorcycle popularly called ‘Okada’ in my country. Okafor had left abig vacuum that needed to be urgently filled. And I was one of the people who volunteered
to help. A half-day of cutting at grasses made me realize that Okafor did what he did out ofsheer love and kindness and not for the offerings given by few people. His effort was wellbeyond the pittance he received. And it was as if the death of a man without legs threw theentire community into total chaos and breakdown.
Since I’m too young and don’t have the extreme physical energy possessed by Okafor, I
started an ‘Okafor Memorial Group: OMG’ whose sole job is to replicate the kindness of thelate cripple. Made of thirty-one children, we delegate ourselves to handle choirs according toour ability and energy during the weekends. We’ve also raised some little donations andare working with the community leaders to build a library in the honour of this unletteredman. And we’ve been so successful that I know Okafor where ever he is will be extremely
proud of himself and us.
Asked why he showed kindness to everyone around him, Okafar would say:
“I shaw kaindnas to da pepl, coz even a lion shows kindness to its kind.”
And these are words written on the library walls; a reminder of the kindness of a man
who’d lost everything yet gave the world so much kindness.

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Youth Category – 1st Prize】

Kind Souls Make the World a Better Place(Original)
Ilia Nikitichev(Age 21, Russia)
Kursk State University
Kindness has been around me for as long as I canremember. For me, it is not about pompous words, but
acts that others did for me.
I have had health problems all my life, but my motherhas always been there to support me. Her constant careis but an inexhaustible source of kindness and care.
I had to undergo many surgeries on my bones anddoctors surrounded me in orthopaedic centers. Not only
were they experienced and kind, but their work wasnothing short of heroic. When time came for me to go to school, I felt care and attention
from my teachers as well. I was home-schooled and the teachers were giving me not only
knowledge, but part of themselves too. They tried to make my studying exciting so that I
did not feel lonely.
Sometimes I attended classes with others and met my friends. Thanks to their kindhearts, I always received a great jolt of energy to keep on going.
I will never forget the times when back in primary school I attended a drama clubcreated by an amateur actress for special children. She came to our little studio on her dayoff and shared her acting experience with us, put us into a magical world where we werethe main characters, but most importantly, our faces lit up with happy smiles.
After I graduated from school with good marks, I went to university and enrolled in thedepartment of foreign languages. I have been studying linguistics there for three years now.
During my first year there were no access ramps on the campus for me to enter the building
easily. However, the rector did not stay indifferent and the entrance was reconstructedpresently. The ramp now serves well to students with disability who have an opportunity to8access the university building, to learn and to achieve professionalism. For me, it was agreat act of kindness.
During my time in college I was very lucky to meet my mentor. She helped me a lot withtricky parts of learning a language and she also guided me through my research andcreative work. She was not given any overtime pay. She did it out of her kindness, because
she wanted me to become a good translator. I am enormously grateful to her for this. I
hope that I will be able to fulfil my goal and turn into a skilled professional.
All the kind attitude inspired me to give kindness to others. A lot of people led me to it:
my parents, relatives, friends and teachers. My competence by now allows me to create
something truly useful for others. So I thought, ‘What can I do?’ Surely, I can dotranslations! I searched the Internet for some volunteer translation projects that may bebeneficial to others and found out about the Unique initiative proposed by the Russian
branch of Rare Chromosome Disorder Support Group. A team of socially responsible
students would translate medical booklets about rare chromosome disorders, as well assome comic books for ill children, from English to Russian. I joined them. I was excited togive assistance to ill children that would be within my powers, as these children and theirfamilies need information about their diagnoses in their native language. Through thosetranslations I want to help people with chromosome disorders to speak of themselves to theworld, to support their families and provide them with necessary information. As thebooklets are published, I see that my work was not in vain. This year a total of sixteen
booklets and comic books were published. Every participant of Unique committed
themselves to making the lives of people in difficult situations more hopeful and joyful.
I got a lot of kindness and happiness from others in my life, but I think it is much more
pleasant to repay people with joy as it resonates within your heart much stronger. Let us
shine with kindness from our hearts, for when are hearts are bright, the whole world will
become kinder.

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Children’s Category – 2nd Prize】

Kindness: A Choice(Original)
Maya Amaravathi Sarkar(Age 14, India)
Kodaikanal International School
Kindness: a word that evokes different images in peoples’ minds. In mine, an unpleasantmemory from my early years. I remember my friend bullying a classmate of mine, taking off
his glasses and throwing it against a wall. She pushed him to the wall and walked away. I
looked down, too afraid to meet the boy’s eyes. More than afraid, I felt ashamed. Ashamed
to call this girl my friend. I watched the boy pick up his glasses and walk towards ourclassroom.
“Are you okay?” I asked, sympathetically.
“Yeah,” he replied, “I’m…fine. Don’t worry about it. I don’t really care what she does tome.” He walked away before I could say “I do”.
I wanted him to know that he was not alone. It had only been a month since he joined
the school, and he was already having a tough time.
Later, I asked her why she bullied that boy, and she shrugged like it was no big deal. I
guess she didn’t realize that, just like one small act of kindness goes a long way, one rude
or mean gesture can also have a lasting impact. I grew increasingly distant to this ‘friend’,
and with this, the boy became one of my closest friends, whom I could trust with anything.
My internal response to this incident, and many others I witnessed, intrigued me andprovoked much thought. What can we do to make society a better place? I realised whatmany have come to understand: kindness is like a ripple. One small act creates more,causing a community to erupt with smiles, laughter, and compassion. I want to be the stone
thrown into the water, causing that kind of ripple.
Likewise, bullying is also a ripple, where people impact others with their own negative
experiences. To stop these ripples from expanding, I need to cause an even stronger andmore influential ripple of kindness within the community.
For a long time I kept questioning myself; why would someone fuel hatred anddisrespect instead of friendship and kindness? I realized that everyone has a choice to be10

who they want. They could bully and be the cause of someone’s pain. They could alsochoose to watch and do nothing while someone is suffering. Alternatively, they could be theperson who stops this action and breaks the cycle. They could resist the strong pull towards
the ‘darkside’, and choose to make other’s lives brighter, even if difficult and inconvenient.
Going the extra mile to do something for others is rewarding in itself. For me, this decision
was easy and I chose to be the person who helps others, though I sometimes end up beinga helpless witness.
To be completely honest, being kind is often exhausting. When the world seems to beagainst me, I get bitter and wonder what use it is to be nice to anyone. I lose interest in
making others’ days brighter, and focus on my own dark and cloudy day. I have found that,though I am kind to someone, they may never return the favour. I now realize I shouldn’t
expect something in return. When someone shows kindness, it should be from the heart,knowing that it may not come back to them. The real pleasure is the feeling of warmth after
helping someone.
However, it takes will-power and strength to be kind. I find myself growing tired andcranky when under stress, making it harder to be kind to somebody. That is why it takes
commitment to continue the chain of kindness, to ensure that the cycle of spite is not
perpetuated. I feel, to make a real impact through kindness, I must create a like-mindedgroup that promotes deliberate acts of kindness wherever possible. We would support eachother, to prevent the feeling of isolation in an endeavor of kindness, to remove the sting
when kindness is met with viciousness, and to help each other remain constant in kindness.
It is this consistency that makes a difference; a conscious choice to be the ray of sunshine ina dark cavern, and illuminate it. Only then can we see the impact of our actions.

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The Kindness We Can See, the Kindness We Can’t See(Original in Japanese)
Tomoya Yamamoto(Age 14, Japan)
Yamanouchi Junior High School of Yamanouchi Town, Nagano
My hometown is Yamanouchi in Nagano Prefecture in Japan. As the site of the Shiga
Highland UNESCO Biosphere Reserve, our town aims to be a place where human beingsand nature can coexist in abundance. We also concentrate on achieving human rights,
peace, and social welfare. Maybe for that reason, I felt that I wanted to do something
for the good of my town.
The year I entered junior high school, Yamanouchi Junior High was accepted into the
UNESCO Associated Schools Network. In school we work on ESD (Education for
Sustainable Development), and in the student council, we run activities for achieving
the Sustainable Development Goals. In my first year (Grade 7), I joined the Community
Outreach Committee, which focuses on activities related to social welfare, humanrights, and peace. I am still active with the committee today.
I would like to share with everyone the thoughts I had about ‘kindness’ in thecontext of the Outreach Committee’s activities.
In April of my first year, when I first joined the committee, our project was collecting
plastic bottle caps. Every Wednesday and Thursday morning, we gathered at the school
entrance. We collected not only bottle caps, but also empty aluminum cans and oldstamps. Each week, we measured the weight and the number of items we hadcollected, and announced it to the school. This work was surprisingly hard and I wasquite tired, but at the same time it made me happy and gave me a sense ofaccomplishment to see how much we had collected. The plastic bottle caps were
donated to help pay for vaccines for children around the world. The aluminum canswere sold, and at the end of the school year the money was used to buy walkers for the12elderly or other equipment, which we donated to a local seniors’ home. When we
received a letter of thanks from the elderly people at the home, it made me so happy…
I felt that I had been able to do even a little something for the good of the town.
Our next activity was ‘heartwarming lunch letters’. The town’s Welfare Council madebox lunches for elderly people living alone, to help brighten their spirits. Our groupwrote letters about our school life and attached them to the covers of the boxes. We
used nice handwriting and wrote many letters to send the elderly people good feelings.
In May, the school principle presented the responses to this activity. The elderly people
said that we helped put them in good spirits, and that the content of our letters waswonderful. When I heard this, it renewed my fondness for this activity.
The last example I want to share is an activity where we collected miswritten
postcards to raise money for prosthetic legs for people in Rwanda. In the winter of myfirst year at junior high, Gatera Rudasingwa and his wife Mami, the directors of the
Mulindi/Japan One Love Project, came to give a talk at our school. From 1990 to 1993
there was a civil war in Rwanda, and large numbers of people were massacred, while
many others lost arms and legs. Gatera and Mami are continually making prosthetic
legs for people who lost their legs in the war. At the beginning of their talk, I was justlistening casually, but as I became absorbed in it, I felt a strong sense of dread and a
hatred of war. At the same time, I also felt great respect for these two people whohave been making prosthetic legs.
After the talk, I wondered if there was something we could do to help in their work,and that’s how we started collecting miswritten postcards. The Community OutreachCommittee steadily collected the postcards up until the fall of my second year, and thenwe sent them to Mr. Rudaswinga. Later, we received a reply that they were able to
make a prosthetic leg for one person. Our activities had reached beyond Japan’sborders and helped someone in Rwanda. Needless to say, this gave me great joy and areal sense of accomplishment.
Through these activities, I realized that there is kindness we can see, and kindness
we can’t see. The walker we donated, the lunch letters we wrote, and the prosthetic legthat was made—these are kindnesses we can see. What supports these acts ofkindness is the day-to-day thoughtfulness of each individual. Even though we can’t see
the results of our thoughtfulness right away, I hope to continue holding this kind ofthoughtfulness in my heart.

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Youth Category – 2nd Prize】

Kindness- The Vaccine Our World Desperately Needs(Original)
Anusha Pillay(Age 19, India)
National Institute of Technology, Raipur“Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair, but manifestations ofstrength and resolution”- Kahlil Gibran
The dictionary defines kindness as the quality of being friendly, generous andconsiderate. Kindness, to me, is about living by the principles dear to one’s heart andleading a life of integrity. Ethics, compassion and empathy are the bedrock of kindness.
Kindness is also about treating yourself the way you would treat those you care about,because a person’s behaviour and attitude towards herself determine how she approaches
other relationships.
Reading this essay topic set me thinking, because kindness is so underrated and hardly
talked about these days. In the rat race of the 21st century, kindness has been trampled
underfoot. And this is sad because, I believe, kindness makes the world go round.
Performing the ten acts of kindness was a real eye-opener for me as I realised that these
little things are so simple to do, yet neglected by us more often than not.

At the sametime, I recalled countless instances of people being kind to me, that I had either notrecognised or not been grateful for. The friend who consoled me when I burst into tears
after losing a badminton match and was too ashamed to face my teammates. A lady I had
never met before, who pinned up my ‘saree’ for me- it was my first time wearing thegarment and it was getting undone. Kindness still exists, but we don’t value it as much.
As a society, we tend to place greater emphasis on attributes like intelligence, beauty,
wealth, neglecting values like kindness, compassion and understanding. In India, and inother countries, the education system focuses solely on marks. Instead of helping ourchildren grow into thoughtful and considerate adults, school and college test and reward
only academic knowledge. This frenzy for higher marks is further whipped up by parents.
No wonder that cut-offs for top colleges in India routinely reach 99 and even 100 per cent!
The solution is to integrate value education with the regular school curriculum so that the14children of today are balanced and well-rounded adults tomorrow. What they are taught inchildhood leaves an impression on young minds forever. It is we who need to change ourattitudes. Wealth and material success are not the only measures of a life well-lived. Veryoften, it is a little act of kindness, a kind word, the simplest of gestures that can make all
the difference. In a poignant Reader’s Digest article, the narrator is reminded by anapparent stranger of a long-forgotten incident. The latter had attempted suicide, but was
saved by the narrator. Twenty-five years on, he is grateful for that act of kindness.
We can create a kinder society by just slowing down a little, by reflecting on what reallymatters in life and concentrating on the good around us. There is a lot that is wrong withthe world, but there is a lot that is good and beautiful in it, too. There is good in each one ofus, and when we recognise that, we may be a kinder society. One cannot really know what
another person may be going through- for example, a sales assistant may be rude orunhelpful because he is unwell or has lost a loved one- so one must strive to be kind to
everyone at all times. As Plato said, “Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a harderbattle”.
Another step to create a society full of kindness is to perhaps rely less on technology andmore on our basic human instincts. With the astounding technological advances in the newmillennium, our world, as we knew it, has changed. However, we humans have not reallychanged. A little kindness and a bit of warmth are something we still need. Greater
connectivity but ironically less actual contact between people is one reason why our society
is in dire need of kindness.
We must join hands to create a society full of kindness. Being kind costs nothing. Yet, it
can change a person’s life forever. In Anne Frank’s immortal words“No one has ever become poor by giving”.

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Youth Category – 2nd Prize】

Long Way to Go(Original)
Md Tawsif Rahman Chowdhury(Age 21, Bangladesh)
Bangladesh University of Engineering and Technology
In my country, the biggest achievement of someone’s life is to leave the country. It isquite ironic as it sounds. But it is the reality. I am an undergraduate student. I am currently
pursuing my B.Sc. degree in Electrical and Electronic Engineering. I come off a middle-classfamily. We are leading a well-established life here. Still my parents are hopeful that I will
finish my graduation and try to have a scholarship and leave this country for good. Since mychildhood, I also have possessed the same dream.
I live in my university dormitory. There is a local market beside it. One morning, I was
having my breakfast there. While I was having my breakfast, an old man of around 60
years came to the shop. He started to wash the dishes. I thought him as a normal employee
who worked in the shop. Suddenly I observed something irregular. He had a polybag withhim. He didn’t just wash the dishes but also filled his bag with the leftovers from the dishes.
It was quite unusual for me. So, I got interested in him. I initiated a conversation with him.
This old man was a random homeless person living in the streets of Dhaka. He had thisdeal with the food shop that every morning he can take the leftover foods. In return, he had
to clean the dishes. Every morning this old man, who can barely walk due to his age comesin this shop and collects whatever he can. Then he takes this food to his sick wife who can’teven move after having a heart attack last year. He also has to take care of a daughter who
is mentally unstable and whose husband left her due to her sickness.
Can you imagine what this old man was going through? I don’t think you can. I don’t
think anyone can. I don’t know if it is bad luck or something, but I definitely know that thisold man is not alone. There are millions of people in this world just like him.
There are lots of great souls who have devoted their lives to make this world a better
place. But it seems like we are always being outnumbered. Some of the privileged people
are trying to be kind but it is never enough.
There is a war in Yemen. A severe humanitarian crisis is going on there. There are the16Rohingyas leading inhumane lives in the refugee shelters in Bangladesh. There areconsistent famines and food, water crisis in a huge part of Africa. There are millions ofhomeless people all around the world. We have come this far in this civilization, yet a huge
number of people in this world don’t have access to basic medical care. Children all aroundthe world are dying due to malnutrition because of excessive poverty. There are people who
pass days without even eating proper food. The world is witnessing an extreme refugee
crisis.
Now is the time we ask ourselves. We have to ask ourselves if this is the world we want.
I asked myself. The answer was clear. I don’t want to live in this world. I definitely haveto change it. But I have to be rational. For now, I can’t help the children in Africa or help the
people in Yemen. But I can help the old homeless man I met in my breakfast. I can’t justdramatically change his life, but I can be kind to him. I can help him as much as I can. I canmotivate other people to come forward with kindness. Today, I can help one poor family.
Together we can help millions. We don’t need all the wealth in this world to help theunderprivileged, we just need to be kind enough to come forward.
That’s when I knew that I don’t want to leave my country. I knew that I have to be here
and try my best to build a society full of kindness. And to accomplish that, I have a long
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It’s a Weak Point, and That’s Okay
(Original in Japanese)
Kentaro Sugimoto(Age 7, Japan)
Kosaka Elementary School of Kanazawa City, Ishikawa“Good morning.”“…”“Good morning,” I say to my friend in the classroom. But my friend just smiles. My
friend isn’t good at talking in front of other people. So, he often goes quiet and looks
like he doesn’t know what to do. Even when I talk to him, he doesn’t answer, andsometimes it makes a big question mark appear over my head.
I usually talk too much, so at first, I couldn’t understand how my friend was feeling.
But we sit near each other in class, and when we line up by height I stand in front ofhim, so pretty soon we were always together. Now, during long recess breaks, myfriend and I play tag together. First, I’m ‘it’ and I chase him and tag him, and then we
take turns being ‘it’ and chasing each other. Sometimes, when the two of us are
running around, other friends join us, and we all play together.
That’s when I remembered a picture book I read last year during summer vacation,
called Du Iz Tak?, where bugs talk in their own bug language. The first time I read it, I
couldn’t understand what they were trying to say, and I didn’t think the book wasinteresting. But as I read it a few more times, I could tell from the bugs’ expressions
and movements what they were feeling and saying.
When we try to guess someone’s thoughts and feelings, we usually just pay
attention to their words. But as I spent more time with my friend, little by little, I could
tell what he was feeling by looking at his face. I think it’s important to pay attention not
only to someone’s words, but also to their expressions and movements when we try tounderstand their feelings.

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The way I think of kindness is, when someone is not good at something and needs
help, we understand their feelings and quietly help them. Everyone has different strong
points and weak points. When the people around us understand that something isdifficult for us and give us help, we don’t worry about our weak points so much.
I might have a hard time, too, if there’s something I am not good at. But at thosetimes, I’m sure that someone will notice how I feel and give me a hand. That’s why I
want to become someone who can understand the feelings of the people around me
and quietly help them. I hope that by helping each other with our weak points, we will
create a society that is filled with kindness.

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Children’s Category – 3rd Prize】

Kindness Cures Anger(Original)
Tharana Dakshya Rajakaruna(Age 7, Sri Lanka <Living in Japan>)Global Indian International School – Tokyo
Many afternoons when I walk to the bus stop after school, a boy from my class comerunning behind me and pinch me. He does the same inside my classroom and on thecorridor. When I ask him to stop, he ignores me. Two girls from my class stretch their legs
when I walk and trip me. They say bad things about me. When I ask them to stop, theyignore me.
Their bullying hurt me; it made me confused, sad and really angry. Their bullying madeit difficult to concentrate in the class and I started failing in my studies. That made both I
and my teachers upset and angry. Teachers complained to my parents. That made both I
and my parents sad and angry.
I asked my mother why those students are unkind to me. She told me that they do it
because they are sick. She said their sickness is anger. When I asked what could cure theiranger, she said the cure was loving-kindness. She said that Lord Buddha has preached so:“hatred can never be appeased by hatred; it can only be appeased by loving-kindness”.
I am originally from Sri Lanka. My mother told me how suicide bombers attacked
churches and hotels in my country. There were more fights after the bomb blast, because
people were angry with those who planned the attack; they attacked the attackers. My
mother helped me understand how one unkind act of anger lead to more bad feelings,
making so many people hurt and angry. I saw how anger created more anger.
So, how can kindness save me from the people who hurt me? How can we use kindness
to stop the people who make bombs? I tried to be kind to the bullies, and play with them.
At the same time, I reminded myself to see them as sick children. If they were sick, then I
should be kind to them. When I forced myself to see them as sick children, my anger
reduced. With my mother’s help, I told myself to feel sorry for them. This helped me not tobe angry and concentrate better on my studies. That in turn helped me to gain my teacher’s
approval and made my parents happy.

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So, kindness is not about stopping people who are unkind. It creates a kind society bystopping anger from spreading. When I stopped feeling angry, it stopped my teachers andparents from feeling angry. Just like me, if people from Sri Lanka practiced kindness, theyalso could stop anger from spreading. That would have created a kind society where they
could solve their problems in kind ways.
What about the students who bully me? The bullies had groups of friends who supported
them. My mother told me that it was the same with the angry people in Sri Lanka. They
also had groups of people from many countries that supported them. If that support was
not there, one person could not have done it.
So, people should stop supporting angry behaviors, if we want to make our society kind.
But, this is not what is happening in the world. Many countries are fighting with each other.
A lot of people, including children, die everyday because of such fights.
We have a big responsibility to create a kind society by refusing anger. I helped to makethat society by asking my parents to ask my class teacher to stop the bullying and by
making new friendships with students who were also bullied. My parents talked to my classteacher; my class teacher advised those students not to disturb me. My new friends helped
me to deal with the bullies. I helped them to deal with those who bullied them.
Kindness is the best cure for the anger in our world. Kindness helps kind people, making
them happier. It also creates more kindness; when I was kind to my new friends, they werekind to me. So, I believe the best way to create a kind society is for each one of us to be
kind, to be the kind person we want others to be.

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Children’s Category – 3rd Prize】

Ich wünsche der Welt Freundlichkeit(Original in German)
Paul Komary(Age 8, Italy <Living in Austria>)
Es ist nicht leicht, freundlich zu sein. Manchmal scheine ich von gemeinen Leuten
umgeben zu sein. Sie alle runzeln die Stirn und haben es eilig, irgendwohin zu gehen. Ich
lebe in einer großen Stadt und jeder ist mit irgendetwas beschäftigt, kümmern sich nur umsich selbst. Die Menschen in der Stadt sind oft mürrisch. Es gibt immer etwas zu
bemängeln, wie das Wetter ist zu heiß oder zu kalt, die Straßen sind schmutzig, die Luft ist
verschmutzt oder das Leben ist hart. Die Leute denken, wenn das Leben hart ist, kann es
auch schwer sein, freundlich zu sein. Ich bin 8 Jahre alt, aber ich kann es verstehen.
Als ich in die Volksschule kam, wurde mein Klassenkamerad von zwei großen, älteren
Jungen gemobbt. Ich sprang ein und sagte "Hör auf!". Einer von ihnen versuchte mich ins
Gesicht zu schlagen, hat aber stattdessen meine Brille erwischt, die den Korridor entlang
flog. Meine Brille ging kaputt, aber die Schläger hörten auf. Ich habe es meinen Eltern nicht
gesagt, aber sie haben es trotzdem herausgefunden. Dann habe ich später gehört, dassMobber meistens viele Probleme zu Hause haben.
Ich glaube, dass Freundlichkeit zu Hause beginnt. Ich glaube, wenn wir die Gesellschaft
verändern wollen, sollten wir zuerst mit uns selbst beginnen. Große Dinge beginnen mit
kleinen Dingen. Und die kleinen Schritte beginnen zu Hause. Meine Eltern erinnern michimmer daran, freundlich und hilfsbereit zu sein. Anderen gegenüber großzügig zu sein, aber
mit Vorsicht und Grenzen. Sie versuchen, mir Beispiele zu geben, denen ich folgen soll, abermanchmal mache ich auch meine eigenen Wege.
Eines Nachts sah ich meine Mutter schweigend im Zimmer weinen. Sie war traurig undbesorgt über die Gehirnoperation meines Vaters. Ich wusste, dass ich nicht viel tun konnte,
aber ich gab ihr ein Glas Wasser und tröstete sie, indem ich sie so oft umarmte, bis sie sichbesser fühlte. Ich versprach auch, mehr zu Hause bei den Hausarbeiten und beim
Aufpassen auf meine kleine Schwester zu helfen. Als sie mich anlächelte, wusste ich, dasssie sich besser fühlte und dass ich mich auch innerlich gut fühlte.
Also fing ich an, mehr gute Dinge zu Hause zu tun, wie mehr aufzuräumen, ein paar

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Schwester gegenüber netter zu sein. Ich denke, das ist freundlich. In der Schule teile ich
etwas von meiner Jause und Snacks mit den anderen Kindern. Und wenn ich während derLernstunde meine Hausaufgaben schnell erledige, versuche ich, den anderen zu helfen,
besonders in Mathematik. Ich denke, das ist freundlich.
Letzte Ostern habe ich an einer Ostereiersuche teilgenommen. Ich habe zwei Eiergefunden. Aber nach der Jagd weinte ein Mädchen, weil sie keine Eier fand. Also gab ich ihreines von meinen. Im Bus und in der U-Bahn gab ich einem alten Menschen und einer
schwangeren Frau meinen Platz. Ich denke, das ist freundlich.
Ich habe einmal eine Fliege auf dem Boden in einem Einkaufszentrum gefunden. Ichnahm die Fliege und legte sie unter einen Busch, damit niemand darauf tritt. Ich mache dasauch mit Spinnen, die ich in unserer Wohnung finde. Ich lege ein paar Samen für die Vögel
in unseren Garten zum aufpicken. Ich denke, das ist freundlich.
Ich spiele für meinen Opa gern Klavier. Er ist ziemlich alt und krank und ich möchte, dasser glücklich ist. Ich sage ihm, dass ich Arzt werden möchte, damit ich mich um ihn, meine
Oma, meine Eltern, meine Schwester und viele andere Menschen lümmern kann. Er lächelt
und bittet mich, wieder Klavier zu spielen.
Einige Leute denken, dass es nicht einfach ist, freundlich zu sein. Das kann wahr oderfalsch sein, aber es ist wichtig, dass wir es zu Hause, in der Schule und im Alltag auf unsere
eigene Weise versuchen, auch wenn das Leben mal schwer ist. Auf diese Weise ist unser
Leben in der Gesellschaft besser und wir werden bessere Menschen in einer besseren Welt
voller Freundlichkeit.

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I Wish for a World Full of Kindness(English translation)
It is not easy to be kind. Sometimes I seem to be surrounded by people who frown theirforehead and who are in a hurry to go somewhere. I live in a big city and everybody is busy
with something, only looking after themselves. People in a city are sometimes sullen. Thereis always something for them to complain about, the weather it too hot or too cold, thestreets are dirty, the air is polluted or life is hard. People think if life is hard then it is also
hard to be kind. I am 8 years old, but I can understand them.
When I started elementary school, my class mate was mobbed by 2 older big guys. I
helped him and said ”Stop it“. One of them tried to push me in my face but only caught myglasses which slided along the school floor. My glasses broke but the guys stopped. I did nottell my parents but they found out anyway. Later on I heard that bullies often have many
problems at home.
I believe that friendliness starts at home. I believe that if we want to change society, we
should start with ourselves. Big things start with small things. And the small steps start at
home. My parents always remind me to be kind and helpful. To be generous towards others
but with cautiousness and boundaries. They try to give me examples which I shall follow but
sometimes I also go my own way.
One night I saw my mum crying silently in the room. She was sad and worried about anupcoming brain surgery of my father. I knew that I could not do much but I gave her aglass water and embraced her so often until she felt better. I promised to help more athome and to look after my little sister. When my mum smiled at me, I knew she felt better
inside herself.
So I started to do more good deeds at home, to clean, to plant flowers in the garden, tohelp buying groceries and to be kind towards my younger sister. I think that is kind. At
school I share my snacks and sandwiches with other kids and when I am quick with myhomework during tutoring hours I try to help others, especially in math. I think that is kind.
Last Easter I participated in an egg hunt. I found 2 eggs but after the hunt a girl cried as
she had found no egg. So I gave her one of mine. In the subway and in the bus I gave myseat to old people or pregnant women. I think that is kind.
Once I found a fly on the floor of a shopping center, I took her and put her under a bushso that nobody would step on her. I do the same with spiders whom I find in our apartment
and I give seeds to birds in our garden. I think that is kind.
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him that I want to become a doctor so that I can look after him, my grandma, my parents,
my sister and many other people. He smiles and asks me to play the piano again.
Some people think that it is not easy to be kind. This can be true or wrong but it isimportant that we try it at home, at school and in daily life, in our own way, even if life ishard sometimes. Doing so our Society can become better and we will all become better
people in a better world full of kindness.

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Children’s Category – 3rd Prize】

A Better World by Kindness(Original)
Ignacy Kulczyk(Age 12, Poland)
Szkoła Podstawowa nr 1 im. Janusza Korczaka
To be kind to my friends is not quite easy. I with my friends are a football team – there
is one boy that is a great goal keeper and I am a striker. After the match, we usually sit on
the benches and talk. The goal keeper often swears. I do not like his behaviour, but I do notwant to leave the team. There is always a lot of fun. I was thinking a lot how to point out tothe team member that he should not speak this way. “Hey, stop saying bad words” - what if
he laughed at me…? Recently, he even made fun of our glasses-wearing friend that hecould not follow the ball. I was very sad and when I looked at my friend, I saw tears in his
eyes. He said he must go home. I did the same. It was no longer a good match. The nextday, I told everybody that whoever offends anybody or says any curses will get a red card –just as in a real football match. Some friends laughed, but everyone agreed with the rule.
The goal keeper had to sit on the benches soon because he broke the rule. He was boredand kept repeating sorry. Our team decided to give him a second chance. The goal keeper
stopped being bad-behaved and now he and the glass-wearing boy are good friends. I
realised, I am not alone in that I fear I could be bullied if I spoke up. Nobody is cruelforever, but if we keep quiet, bullies will not change. To speak up requires courage, but
thanks to it, an enemy becomes a friend.
During winter afternoons, I make a lavender tea for my mother and my sister and I
serve special coffee for my father and my brother. I put an orange and cloves on the tea
saucer. I decorate frothed milk coffee with cinnamon, so it forms “daddy” or “Niko”. Then, I
turn on their favourite music. I try to make a luxurious experience for them and I think theidea of doing something really big for somebody is what motivates me. I imagine the smileof that person. I also noticed one interesting fact – the more kind I am, the kinder thepeople are for me.
But sometimes, helping others is especially difficult because I cannot be around all thetime. It was the case with my granny, who suffers from Alzheimer disease. She is always

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looking for something, for example her keys or her wallet and she is angry with her disease.
It happens so often that I learnt where she usually puts her things. I can easily find them.
When I go to school, my aunt stays with my granny. My granny is often impatient and feels
hopeless. I came up with an idea. I bought chips and installed them on my granny’s keys
and wallet. When I am not at home, my aunt can simply press a button on the controller
and then, the chips make a sound. My granny can find her lost things and she has a big
smile. I felt proud when my aunt thanked me although I did not do anything special.
The person who makes truly special things is my mother. I thank her for making tasty
breakfast, giving me sandwiches with Nutella. There are so many times I am grateful forher and I want her to feel appreciated. I suppose she feels so, because she repeats to me
and all people around that the kindest thing I do to her is saying “thank you”. I think thesociety can improve in the same way like it is in my family. It is just one word but it means
a lot!
Naturally, a society means me and my family, and my football friends, and their families,
and all of us on Earth. Let’s speak up when somebody suffers, make gifts, thank those who
give them to us and help others whenever we can – it will come back to us. Kindness is theforce that make it happen.

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Children’s Category – 3rd Prize】

A Kindness Chain(Original in Japanese)
Rio Nishimura(Age 12, Japan)
Senzoku Gakuen Junior High School, Kanagawa
I like people who are kind. When I am with a kind person, I somehow feel at peace.
I’m sure this does not apply only to me. Anyone who comes in contact with a person’skindness gets a warm feeling from it, I think. Therefore, I would like to try and be kind
to more people.
To carry out ten acts of kindness, I did things that I consider to be friendly andgenerous. When people thanked me for the things I had done, I began to feel how
great it is to be kind to others. On my way home from school, I decided to give up myseat on the train to an elderly person, since I thought it was a kind thing to do. I had
given up my seat several times before, but each time it took courage to do it. This time,
I got up my courage and offered my seat, but this person scowled at me and said
“That’s all right.” Up until then, I had thought it was normal that when you were kind tosomeone, they would be grateful to you, so I was disheartened by this person’s
response.
Even after I got home, that incident was all I could think about. Why did that woman
reject my offer? Did she dislike the kindness I showed to her? As I was having thesekinds of thoughts, I realized that, in the first place, I didn’t know the meaning of theword ‘kindness,’ so I looked it up in the dictionary. When I looked up ‘kindness,’ it said
‘being considerate.’ When I looked up ‘considerate,’ it said, ‘showing thoughtfulness andcompassion toward others.’ The definition of ‘thoughtfulness’ was ‘thinking about what
is good and helpful for the other person.’ With this understanding, I realized that what I
had thought were acts of kindness were not really acts of kindness after all. In carryingout my ten acts of kindness, I had hardly been thinking of the other person at all. It

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didn’t matter who I was kind to, as long as I could carry out the action. When I lookedback on it, I realized that even though the person on the train was elderly, she was also
very healthy-looking, so I probably didn’t need to offer her my seat.
Understanding the definition of ‘kindness,’ I realized that there are many kind people
all around me. People are concerned for me, people listen to me, people lend things tome—there is no end to the things people have done for me. An act of kindness is notdone to satisfy oneself, but to make someone else’s day better. I say this because,
when others are kind to me, I feel that they have made my day better.
To create a society full of kindness, I think we need to recognize the kindness we
receive from others, and take up our own acts of kindness. Because I’m still in juniorhigh school, it’s hard for me to have an effect on society as a whole. But I can have aneffect on the people around me. When I receive kindness, I feel that I want to give thesame kindness to others. I imagine that other people feel this way, too. If we create a‘kindness chain,’ passing kindness from one person to another, we can warm the hearts
even of people we don’t know. Also, when we notice small kindnesses, our hearts
become warmer than if we had not noticed them, and that warmth can have a positive
influence on our surroundings. It may not lead to a society full of kindness right away,
but I think that doing what I can do is the first step to a society full of kindness.

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Youth Category – 3rd Prize】

Hidden Acts of Kindness(Original in Japanese)
Mari Yoshida(Age 16, Japan)
Urawa Akenohoshi Girls' Senior High School, Saitama
There is a part of me that is a bit shy and reserved. That is, it is difficult for me topractice kindness toward others. When I see someone who’s having trouble, I want togive them a hand, but it requires a great deal of courage for me to actually do so.
Going up and speaking to someone, figuring out what I can do to help them, carrying itout, and even getting thanked for my help all make me feel awkward and embarrassed.
I’m sure it’s because I don’t want to be seen as a hypocrite, and I don’t want to be theobject of people’s attention. If more and more people have the egoistic view that only
those who can practice kindness without any hesitation or timidity should do so, it will
make for a savage, violent world, and we won’t be able to create a society that is filledwith kindness. However, I think there are many people like me who want to practicekindness but feel ashamed that they can’t put it into action.
That being the case, I had the idea to change the way I perceive kindness.
Originally, ‘kindness’ means having consideration for others and showing warm, tender
feelings. So, if we respond to people’s actions with thoughtfulness and understanding,that can be called kindness. When it comes to putting kindness into practice, theexistence of considerate feelings is, in itself, an act of kindness. Even if others don’t see
it as an act of kindness, and even if we aren’t thanked by anyone, if we acted withthoughtfulness and understanding, we can call it kindness. For a reserved person likeme, this type of kindness is much easier to practice.
To begin, I focused on doing something simple. I bring a lot of things with me toschool each day, and I walk with my backpack slung over both shoulders. I’m more
comfortable with my bags on both shoulders, but I end up taking up the space of three30

people. Preoccupied with the weight of my bags, I haven’t been thinking of anythingelse when I walk. But now, when I ride the escalator, I turn my body sideways, so thatmy bags are placed in alignment sticks out a little in front and a little in back. And when
I walk on the road, if I sense that a bicycle or a fast-walking person is coming, I movemy bags to my inside hand and hold it in a way that takes up less space, so that thebicycle or person can pass me without any problem. This is an act of kindness thatshows consideration for other people using the road, even though the other people
don’t notice my kindness, and don’t thank me for it. This small kindness prevents theunpleasant feeling of bumping into my bag, and keeps people from getting annoyed
when they cannot pass by me.
There is great power in words, both good and bad. Positive words give people a
happy feeling, while negative words bring unpleasant feelings. Sometimes, when having
a conversation, we get on a topic that only concerns us, and we end up saying things
that the other people find unpleasant. Even when talking about trivial matters, it’s nogood if we’re the only one enjoying the conversation. I think it’s important to have
conversations that everyone in the room can enjoy. Ideally, we should talk about things
that interest the other people, and use words filled with positive energy. Before we saysomething, or when we’re in the middle of a conversation, we should try to stop andconsider: If I say this, how will the other person feel? It’s difficult to do this in all of oureveryday conversations, but I would like to try and show kindness by being thoughtful
toward the people with whom I’m talking.
The act of kindness that I carried out might be very small and have little influence onanything. However, it is this type of kindness that I want to continue putting into
practice. These small acts of kindness are different for each person, and I think thatwhen each person practices small acts of kindness, our efforts combine into one very
big kindness. In a society filled with small acts of kindness, people’s apathy andindifference will decline, and the small acts of kindness will accumulate, eventuallyleading to large-scale kindness. Within me was born the intention to show even a little
bit of kindness and consideration toward others. If many other people have this same
intention, I believe we can realize the vision to create a society filled with kindness.

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Youth Category – 3rd Prize】

Being In It Together(Original in Japanese)
Tamaki Okamura(Age 16, Japan)
Ritsumeikan Senior High School, Kyoto
We know that kindness means helping to resolve someone’s difficult situation. I felt
this all the more strongly in relation to my grandmother, who lost her will to live after
my grandfather died last year.
My grandmother is eighty-six years old. After getting married, she continued
working, and she remained independent both mentally and physically. But despite this,I was surprised to see that, after my grandfather died, she became very gloomy andwas complaining all the time. We brought her meals, helped her to deal with mygrandfather’s things and take care of her daily needs, took her out to the movies andon excursions, and looked for hobby groups that she could join. But far from accepting
these things cheerfully, she often rejected them. Our attempts at kindness didn’t workon her at all.
While she was taking care of my grandfather, my grandmother talked about her
hopes and plans, saying, “When I’m free, I want to do this and that.” So, why did she
become so listless? My view is that when she was caring for my grandfather, eventhough she felt restricted, it gave her energy for living. Now, she no longer had thatenergy and willpower. Perhaps human beings cannot be truly content when they spend
their time and effort only for their own enjoyment. If so, I thought, then maybe thekindness I can give to my grandmother is to fulfill her inner desire to feel needed byothers.
It takes several steps to make an elderly person like my grandmother realize that
she is more than someone who needs to be cared for. First, I began holding regulargatherings with other women in the neighborhood who had recently lost theirhusbands. They would share their feelings and talk about how they were doing at32

present. The purpose was to make them feel that, even though they were living alone,they had friends in the same situation.
After a few gatherings, the atmosphere became more relaxed, and I asked aquestion of the group: In Japan, even in old age women are the primary caregivers, so
how does it feel when you suddenly find yourselves alone? It is quite a hardship for anelderly person to care for and lose another elderly person, so it would be a waste, I
thought, not to draw on their experiences.
For example, when a woman is caring for her elderly husband, someone from social
services comes to check on their physical condition and mental state, and both thehusband and wife can feel that people are concerned about them. But as soon as thehusband passes away, no one even makes sure that the wife is alive, let alone looks
after her condition. If she doesn’t have any relatives nearby, then she suddenly finds
herself all alone. And yet, this issue is not well recognized in society. When I explained
it in this way, everyone was able to feel that there is value in sharing their experiences.
After that, I explained how to post these experiences on an online blog. I havealways thought that social media and other networking tools are especially useful for
people who are physically disabled or constrained in some way, and it was with this inmind that I had created ‘Grandma’s Blog’ a few years earlier. At that time, although mygrandmother didn’t show much interest in it, I posted pictures of the green peas
ripening in her garden, and wrote about topics like new exercises at her seniors’
swimming class. Over time, I had created a collection of posts that were heartwarming
to look back on. Now, when I showed them to my grandmother, she not only felt joy inlooking back at her life, she was also surprised to see that people she did not know
personally had viewed the blog posts thousands of times, and sometimes even leftcomments. The other women in the group were also keenly interested in it, and said it
was like a big wall poster that people can read and write responses. Then, they put
forth the idea to make the blog not just a record of past memories, but a way to sharewhat it’s like for elderly people after they have cared for and lost a loved one.
Everyone’s face came alive!
Human beings may seem separated by differences in age, gender, andcircumstance, but in reality, it is just that our situations are a little bit different, andthere is no distinction between givers and receivers of kindness. In everything, I think,it’s important to get involved, remembering that ‘we are all in it together.’ In order for33

more people to realize this, I want to enthusiastically recommend creating a blog toshare the experiences of our grandmothers and our elderly neighbors. There are someissues to consider, such as connecting to the internet, but it is interesting to think about
these issues together. It gives us a real sense of being in it together, and for me, that is
a new definition of kindness.

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Youth Category – 3rd Prize】

A Society That Values Each Individual(Original in Japanese)
Moe Itagaki(Age 18, Japan)
Yamagata Johoku Senior High School
When I saw that the theme of this essay was ‘kindness,’ I immediately thought of
the kindness I felt when I was in elementary school. We often speak superficially,saying things like, “That person is really nice,” but the kindness that I experienced was
the real thing—a kindness that warms you deep down in your heart.
I was in Grade 6 of elementary school. My grandfather, who had raised me from thetime I was very young, was diagnosed with cancer. My grandfather had always been
there to listen to my stories, and had always supported me. I loved my kindhearted
grandpa, and he was my emotional bedrock. Due to the effects of the cancer, mygrandfather, who was a big man, rapidly lost weight, and he became unable to dovarious things. I was full of anxiety and loneliness. When I looked at my grandfather,
now thinner, lying on his futon, I realized how much human beings can change, and it
gave me a strange feeling. I didn’t even know what to say to him.
At that time, I met the nurse who came to provide home care. The nurse cleaned his
body and carefully warmed his feet with hot water, and I was impressed to see how
skilfully she handled him with such care.
Then, the nurse spoke to me: “What’s your grandpa like?”
The nurse also took time to listen to my grandmother, who was taking care of mygrandfather. She talked about my grandfather’s youth and what he was like as a father
and husband. She talked about his friendships and hobbies. I could feel both my andmy grandma’s hearts becoming a little lighter.
As the nurse was leaving, she said, “You can contact me after hours, too. If there’s
any problem, or if something doesn’t seem right, please don’t hesitate to get in touch.”

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The nurse wanted to know a lot about my grandfather, and she valued and caredabout him. She also wanted to relieve the anxiety my grandmother and I were feeling.
From the nurse, I felt compassion and profound kindness.
After that, my grandfather’s condition worsened, and he was hospitalized. A shorttime later, he fell into an unconscious state. I was thinking about how I would nevertalk with him or see his smiling face again, gazing at him with an empty feeling, when
the doctor in charge came in. The doctor praised my grandmother for how she tookcare of him, and my family for their cooperation. I could feel how the doctor’s words
calmed the tension in the hearts of my family members.
At 5:10 am, my grandfather was confirmed dead. The doctor conveyed the news to
us in a solemn, quiet voice, and when I looked at him, I became calm and was able toaccept my grandfather’s death.
From the time my grandfather fell ill, both the nurse and doctor showed concern forus, his upset family, and they treated my precious grandpa with great care. Ever sincethen, I have continued to be moved by their kindness. I have strongly felt that I want
to be kind to everyone in my life, keeping in mind that each person is precious tosomeone.
When I was in junior high school, I had a friend in my class who was distressed andjust could not come to school. At that time, I remembered the words the doctor had
spoken to my grandfather: “You don’t have to endure this. We can take away yourpain.”
I couldn’t do anything about my friend not being able to attend school, so I set mymind on relieving the loneliness and anxiety that my friend was feeling. I would go to
my friend’s house to tell her what was happening at school and bring messages fromschool, and I would talk with her and send her emails. I think those words from mygrandfather’s doctor helped me to come up with this idea.
When I thought about what would make for a society full of kindness, what came tomind is a society where each individual is valued and cared for. Just like the nurse anddoctor who treated my precious grandfather so well as he went to the heavenly world, I
too would like to face each individual in my life with great care and respect. In thatway, I hope to become an adult who can create a society full of kindness.

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Youth Category – 3rd Prize】

A Step towards Many Firsts(Original)
Md. Rashed Jaowad Khan
(Age 20, Bangladesh)Khulna University
This middle aged man was lying on the street and groaning in pain. Several people werestanding around that poor soul quietly. The man was explaining what his problem washowever those infirm words could not move a muscle of those by watchers. Even somepeople left the place leaving the ailing person. I just got out of my home for my class andthat incident drew my attention at the first sight. So I approached the man and asked what
his problem was. The man has sudden testicular pain on the street and that was why hecould not move a bit. So I asked him if I could do any help right at that moment. He said
just getting him to his home would be just fine. I requested the people around to find arickshaw (a local vehicle) and they brought one. I lifted the man and some other people
gave their hands of help by picking up the baggage he was carrying with him. I paid therickshaw fare and instructed the rickshaw driver to take the man to his destination. Other
people also gave some advice to that rickshaw driver. After the rickshaw left I asked aperson beside me how long did the man remained like that there. He answered about half
an hour. I nodded and left the place for my class to attend.
To me, kindness means an act of empathy and cooperation towards any other living
being without any expectation of getting acknowledgement in return. Kindness can be
expressed in a lot of forms of actions. The experience I shared above is quite common in
our country. Generally when a person gets in trouble for instance accident, sudden illness,mugging or inappropriate behavior from others, people do nothing but watch the incident
without helping the person in need. They just watch until a Good Samaritan walks in to help
the person. “Why should I care for someone else when I have my own matters to take careof?” it is the thought of average person. It hurts me a lot to see my society like this. I
always dreamt of a society where the philosophy “one for all and all for one” gets advocatedand practiced. The way I figure out the solution is the lesson I learnt from theaforementioned incident I experienced one month ago. That is, somebody has to take the37

first step to trigger the soft side of heart of other people. It is more of a psychologicalinitiative than a social enterprise. Everybody has a kind heart yet what everybody does nothave is the courage of taking someone else’s responsibility on his shoulder. Just for thisreason, a lot of people go unaware of the heavenly experience of helping someone out. So
I, along with some of my friends took an initiative to make our society a kinder place not
only for human but also for other living beings,“The First Step Society.” Here we share our acts of kindness that we did in the previous
week with each other in a weekly session. And the feedback was enormous. Every week
more and more people started to join us. Some of the noteworthy acts of kindness ourmembers shared with us so far are giving water to policemen maintaining traffic inscorching heat of sun in busy roads, randomly pick up beggars or street kids on their way torestaurants to have lunch or dinner together, establishing a “Wall of Humanity” where
people leave their things which they don’t use anymore and those things are taken by thosepeople who might find them useful, rescued and hospitalized an electrocuted person, setting
up small pots of water at the edge of the windows of high storied buildings for birds in the
hot summer days and many other wonderful experiences. These acts might seem small but
remains as a strong icon of humanity inside our heart. People are overwhelmed and theycome to our session to take light from other kind-hearted people and rekindle themselveswith kindness for all living beings. A little first step for a better future!

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2019 International Essay Contest for Young People【Youth Category – 3rd Prize】

The Ripple Effect(Original)
Ezeagba Coletta Uche
(Age 25, Nigeria)“If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives, be kind anyway.
Incorporate the smallest acts of kindness into your everyday life and notice the ripple
effects” – Mother Therese.
When I was a kid, I was told that I was too generous and that people are always goingto hurt me because of my kind nature. As a teenager I restrained from generosity andbecome more eager to receive than to give.
Gradually, I noticed that I was no longer the happy and expressive person I used to be.
Something was missing, but I wasn’t sure what it was.
One morning, on my way to the bank, a pregnant woman mistakenly hit the head lampof the taxi I was in, breaking it into pieces. The woman screamed at the taxi driver “What areckless driver you are!” Everyone around the scene told the man to collect some moneyfrom the woman for repairs, but the man quietly came out of his car and assessed thedamaged headlamp. Then he looked at the heavily pregnant woman with compassion,
returned into his car and drove off. The woman stood there astonished.
At the bank, I was on a long queue; there was a power outage for over two hours.
Customers were tired of the delay and began shouting at the cashiers, except a woman- thesame person who had hit the taxi. She said “No, you guys shouldn’t judge them based onyour opinions. These are the same people who attend to us every day when things aregoing fine. Let’s treat them the same way we want others to treat us.”At that moment I became startled, I thought, “What would have been this woman’s
response if the taxi man had insisted that she should pay for the head lamp? What a ripple
effect!” From that moment on, my definition of kindness changed. Kindness means treatingother people the way we want to be treated and leaving people better than we meet themknowing that just like a ripple effect, that kindness will be transferred to another person
directly or indirectly.
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Foundation Essay Competition, and I was amazed when I saw the theme – “Creating aSociety Full of Kindness.” When I started my research, I came across Mother Therese’squote “Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living
expression of God’s Kindness: Kindness in your face, Kindness in your eyes, and Kindness inyour smile.” Eureka! I have become more intentional about smiling everywhere I go, andcontinue to research more ways I can be kind. I have visited the hospital, encouraged thesick and given them more reasons why they should live. My friends and family have noticed
the change in me. They have joined me in the movement. I formed a group of 20 people
called “The Kinder Circle” in my community. We agreed that we would smile to at least 5
people every day , including strangers, we would make at least 5 people smile by giving
them a genuine compliment, and lastly we would encourage and give a listening ear to atleast 2 people every day. It has produced such a ripple effect. In less than three months,
we are already a group of 100. I’m currently writing a book “A Kinder World”. I’m going torelease it to the public in August 2019. I want to reach out to more people whom are not in
our Country. I believe that with this movement we all can create a kinder world.
I have recently noticed that the feeling of joy I lost when I was growing up is fully back,and I have learnt that giving money and gifts are not the only ways to be kind. I am justlike a ripple effect. I’m changing the world around me with the act of kindness. Everybody
can do it. It does not cost a penny.

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