Today I got to help out at our local Foodshare truck. For those of you who don't know what that is, it is a truck filled with donated food or food that Foodshare has bought with monetary donations. People who are in need of food can come to get food, no questions asked. What I did, was stood behind one of the tables and offered the food to the people with a big smile on my face. There were a few times that made this a really touching experience. The first was when I saw a man with a World War II Veteran hat on. It made me so sad to think that the heroes of our country are in need of food. The next was when lady, probably 35ish came to our table. I asked her, "Would you like some sweet potatoes? You can have one or two." She smiled a sad smile and said she would like two. She then walked to the next station as I said, "Have a great day!" like I was doing with everyone. She turned back at me with so much sadness in her eyes and thanked me. I don't know her story, but she seemed so upset to have to be there getting assistance, like it was her last resort or she hit rock bottom. Another thing that happened was after a lady left our station she was struggling to hold her bags. I walked over to her and asked her if she would like some help bringing them to her car. She gratefully agreed and I took 2/3 of her bags. They were extremely heavy but I took them without a complaint knowing that if she was here, she probably didn't have as much food as me and wasn't as healthy as me so holding them was a lot easier for me than it was for her. We got to her car and she was so grateful for my simple deed. She offered me a hat that looked like she knit herself. I politely declined but she insisted that I give it to another lady that was there. I did, and that lady was so happy and grateful. This shows me that even though the person whose bags I helped carry didn't have much, she still wanted to help other people. Lastly, I helped someone carry a box to her car. It was maybe 10 pounds but she was struggling with it. She then went on to say how happy she was that it was Martin Luther King Day and how great of a person he was. I agreed and she asked me if we were learning about what he did even though we had the day off. I told her we were and then told her the story about Bernice Marti who just passed away this week at the old age of 110. Bernice Martin's husband, was the choir director for the First Church when MLK spent two summers here in Simsbury picking tobacco. Her husband, heard MLK sing and said that he needed him in the choir. This was a big move at the time considering the controversy and racial differences. MLK joined the choir and sang with them on Sundays despite being a man of color. Bernice Martin said that he had a beautiful voice and that it would fill up a whole room. Martin Luther King was an amazing man and his legacy lives on today. To celebrate this day, please make an extra effort to be aware of not racially discriminating.
~be the change