| Since returning to South Africa, I have gone online every day to read the Tele.
I believe Scottish people are wonderful, but it seems when I read the news, nobody seems to get on with anyone else.
But I don’t think that is true. Here is my experience.
When I arrived in London in May on my way to Dundee, I joined a train at King’s Cross. On the train I was nervous someone would steal my suitcase (don’t forget where I had just come from).
A couple next to me heard me tell my sister on the phone that I was too scared to fall asleep in case I missed my stop.
The woman told me she is a Scot, now living in England and said I should get some sleep as she and her husband were also going to Edinburgh and could waken me in plenty time.
They were as good as their word, and she woke me with the most beautiful words I had heard in years. “Wake up my dear, you are in God’s country”.
They then helped me off the train with my heavy suitcase and showed me where I could catch the train to Dundee.
Struggling to get on the Dundee train, a burly chap in a kilt helped me out with my cases and a couple I met, who were also heading for Dundee assured me, “Don’t worry love, we will make sure you get home.”
When we reached Dundee, my mum and dad were sitting waiting for me. I hadn’t seen them for six years so the tears started to well up. I turned around and this couple are crying with me.
So please, people of Scotland, treat each other the way you treated me. — Wendy Jones, Durban, South Africa.
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