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Personal Narrative: Feed My Starving Children

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This year I signed up to go to Feed My Starving Children thinking i’ll get more volunteer hours for the senior Medallion thingy whatever it was called. When I went to the place for Feed My Starving Children, I also went with most of my AVID class. When we got there and walked into the place we had to put on hair nets that were so irritating and most of the girls laughing and complaining about their hair. We also had to take off all the jewelry which i had on, i laughed and said to myself hecky no, all these earring in my ear were staying on. I’m not about to take them out just to loose them later so i hid my ears under the hair net. After that whole process the instructors took us to the benches and explained what we were going to be doing.

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