Wow. It's already been four months. I remember at first being scared by the fact that I might have to spend extended periods of time with dirty, alcoholic, homeless people. After just the first day, those fears were gone. Yes some of the people had hygiene issues, but then again, who doesn't? These people really wanted to better themselves, and after that class I was glad that i was part of that process.
Thoughout the semester, I have learned a lot about myself and the community that I help. I know it's cliche' but you can't judge a book, or neighborhood, by it's cover. Despite the fact that the sidewalks are dirty and the streets smell, that community is a large family. I saw people walking down the street greeting other passersby as if they had known each other for years. They wanted to know how they were doing; they asked each other if they needed help; sometimes they just gave a hello and a smile. But sometimes that small little gesture can have a profound impact on someone. That feeling of knowing that someone cares about you is immeasurable. The residents of this community realize that. That camaraderie, that willingness to help your fellow human, is something to be admired. These people lift each other up when the world around them has shunned them. That not only displays their toughness, but also their compassion as well. Everyone, regardless of race, belief, and standing, can learn from them. I know I have.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
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