I started serving the homeless when I was eight years old. I didn't know these people would make such a big difference in my 1.
Twice a month I go to the church and help get things ready for 2. When the gate is opened, people come 3in to get drinks. They take their seats while breakfast is4, and then we begin to5. We each take two plates and carry them 6the line as the plates are 7. Each person receives kinds of foods. I walk to the tables and8the plates before them. After I've served them, I ask if they need9else and bring them whatever they ask for.
When I first started serving, I was a little 10. At first I stayed close to my mom most of the time, but after I got to know these strangers, I11that they were friendly people. And the12of them was often nicer than the outside. I realized that there was no13 to the scared. After serving for a few months, I started to14seeing the same people each week.
All of these people make my day much15. The past two years have made a big16in my life. I do this 17it is the right thing to do. When I serve people, I want them to know that someone 18them and that they matter. Serving makes me happy, but even more 19, it teaches me to love and 20others and helps make the world a better place.
