There are days that I unintentionally do not take notice of the homeless, simply because most of the time, I am busy with the tasks that I have to do. But, they should be included and not ignored. Homelessness will always be present. There are always be people who will experience arduous times. We do not necessarily need to give money or food to the homeless, because sometimes we really do not have anything else to give.
Thankful For Someone Not Something Everybody these days are thankful for the new cell phone that just released or thankful for a new shirt from Old Navy. People should be thankful for others and what they have done to impact one’s life. There is an endless list of people that I can be thankful for, but two of many impacted my life greatly. You could be thankful for anyone such as a friend, a co-workers, even a stranger. In this case it is Randy Flaum.
What if we stay there too long? I really don’t want my relatives to be nosy into my life and how 's it going. I wanted to catch up on the tv shows that I need to watch, do my homework, watch youtube and tons of stuff I need to get done before the weekends. “ why did we have to go this.” I thought to myself. As my uncle was pulling up to the house, I thought to myself “ let 's get this over with.” We had gathered the food and piles of things in the trunk to take into the house.
This quote is said a lot during the holiday that we are in now, Thanksgiving. It is telling us that no matter how hard things really seem to be, there is always something that we can be thankful for. For example, if someone is having a rough time everyday of their life struggling to stay alive and healthy, they do have something to be thankful for. The people everyone sees on the streets asking for money have something to be thankful for. They should be thankful for having the chance to be alive at that moment.
He is very sociable, and desires to talk to everybody rather they want him to or not. I am glad I helped him understand that if somebody does not want to talk to him or find him funny, it does not exactly mean that they did not like him. He seemed to need the assurance from an external source. W- I would have to say that my weakness is that I did not want to talk to him when I first met him. These were my own insecurities as I did not want to cause a disruption in him.
I’ve fed babies, small children, and occasionally I would feed my great grandmother when she couldn’t manage it herself, but feeding an able-bodied person in lab (even though we were supposed to pretend they weren’t) was weird. Being fed was stranger still, I wasn’t really allowed to move, I couldn’t see through those glasses, and I wore a bib. It was humbling and a little humiliating being fed. Making a joke out of it helped alleviate some of the awkwardness, for me at least if not my partner. Being fed gave me a glimpse of what it must be like for adults that have to be fed (something tells me that was the point) and I understand why they’d be frustrated and lacking appetite.
I was even able to sing to him. I also once told him I looked up to him as a dad. And in my heart, that's all I could wish for… a
After we started talking he seemed cooler than I thought, we started to hang out and ride our rusty cheap scooters. I started to like him because we had a lot in common, but he was very complicated because he could never handle situations when he was being laughed at. It became a couple of weeks later and he still hadn’t finished making jokes about me. He made his jokes, but I just came straight back at him with another joke, his
My sister never really appreciated it but I did. The compliments I got on the nice things my dad gave me was awesome and I could never feel any better. One day I was sitting at school and I waited for my dad to come get me from school. Mom told him to don’t forget to come get me because she had a doctor appointment. It was raining very hard and I was getting soaked and wet so my teacher gave me a ride home.
I walked inside he trailed behind, I stood up against the wall clenching my books with my life. I begged him not to do this. " Please Sir don 't hurt me , all I want is my sister I 'm trying to get to school please let me go ... " I begged , I pleaded , I cried but nothing I said would stop him from hurting me. " You know what time it is drop your shit “he said. He ordered me to comply and I refused, so he hit me like I was a grown man.