With a sense of curiosity my sight focuses on an object next to a tree. Covered in fleas and dirt, there they lay. “Human beings”, I think to myself. How is this morally acceptable? The majority of our population has a roof above their heads and money to lavish themselves with while about
30% of people in Arizona are left unsheltered. Here I am thinking whether I’m going to choose pizza or chinese food for dinner meanwhile the chances are they haven’t fed for days.
Anguished, in distress and feeling impotent, I continue to walk to the library, a walk that seems everlasting. Suddenly, my eyes are fixed on the time. The library is closed. Without a thing to do,
I decided to dial my mother. If one thing I’ve learned from being raised by a single …show more content…
So along with my mother, I went into the supermarket. Three, five, ten, I watched as the items on the cart accrued. We had enough to make a well deserved lunch accompanied by a thirst quenching drink. Sandwiches, fruits and a snack, were placed in a paper bag. Anxious, I made my way to the first old man. “Is this for me” I heard him say. The look on his face screamed 1000 words. “Thank you, god bless you”. Those simple words were enough for me.
Experiences upon experiences shape me in ways that will forever stay with me as I grow up. If you don’t use what you have to spread positivity then what’s the point? I am forever grateful for the mother I have. She encourages me to reach out to those who are helpless, like the elders at the park. Struggle, overcome, struggle, overcome; that’s my motto. Years from now, I look forward to volunteering and also the feeling it brings me when I know that with just one simple act I am changing someone’s life and without them knowing, they are changing mine too. What I learn from these everyday experiences can’t be learned in any class I will ever take and that’s the beauty of it. By helping others, we learn just as we learn in a regular classroom but the
30% of people in Arizona are left unsheltered. Here I am thinking whether I’m going to choose pizza or chinese food for dinner meanwhile the chances are they haven’t fed for days.
Anguished, in distress and feeling impotent, I continue to walk to the library, a walk that seems everlasting. Suddenly, my eyes are fixed on the time. The library is closed. Without a thing to do,
I decided to dial my mother. If one thing I’ve learned from being raised by a single …show more content…
So along with my mother, I went into the supermarket. Three, five, ten, I watched as the items on the cart accrued. We had enough to make a well deserved lunch accompanied by a thirst quenching drink. Sandwiches, fruits and a snack, were placed in a paper bag. Anxious, I made my way to the first old man. “Is this for me” I heard him say. The look on his face screamed 1000 words. “Thank you, god bless you”. Those simple words were enough for me.
Experiences upon experiences shape me in ways that will forever stay with me as I grow up. If you don’t use what you have to spread positivity then what’s the point? I am forever grateful for the mother I have. She encourages me to reach out to those who are helpless, like the elders at the park. Struggle, overcome, struggle, overcome; that’s my motto. Years from now, I look forward to volunteering and also the feeling it brings me when I know that with just one simple act I am changing someone’s life and without them knowing, they are changing mine too. What I learn from these everyday experiences can’t be learned in any class I will ever take and that’s the beauty of it. By helping others, we learn just as we learn in a regular classroom but the