Dinner for the Homeless Man

DINNER FOR THE HOMELESS MAN

By Rabbit

I believe that I am moderately privileged. Food and shelter has never been an issue, my parents have

always had good jobs and made fair amounts of money, all of which was under appreciated. That being

said, if you were take away the security of the wall around anyone it would leave them scared, helpless,

hungry and poor. Feeling this, last night, well out with a friend, I saw a man lying on a bench and I

bought him a chili from Tim Hortons. hardly any word were said only "thank you" and "have a good

night".

This was a love/hate experience. I loved it because I felt like I was contributing, as if the little gesture

might spark a fire in the homeless man and then he would have the strength to replenish his life and

become a helpful member of the community. I knew that one simple meal would not do this, but a least

it would maybe keep him a little warmer as he slept that night. I hate this because it made me feel like I

was bragging. My parents wealth subsided the one of the older man therefore it was my duty as a

citizen to buy him food for that night? I'm sure he appreciated me doing so, but I feel that he needed so

much more, for starters a job where he would be able to make good enough money to sustain himself

and no longer feel helpless. If only I had the authority to give him that then he would no longer need

someone to sponsor his next meal because there is only going to be more. Helping the homeless doesn't

mean doing things for them, it means providing them with the opportunity to do it for themselves.

I was told that I had to go out in do something good so that I could write about for an assignment. It's

sad to think that I would have not done a good deed unless I was told had to for marks. I hope that

following this experience I will feel more inclined to help the less fortunate in my community without

being told too. I hope I never need this assistance but if the rolls were reversed I think I...