Volunteering for a Food Drive Essay
"I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat before we go."
It was around ten o'clock on a Saturday morning. Normally my parents might find me in bed or playing on the computer at this time, but I was dressed and grasping the doorknob in our kitchen on this particular morning. I felt a slight wave of hunger flow through my body, so I suggested to my mother that we have a light mid-morning snack to tide us over before lunch. I searched through a cupboard and found some crackers to take with us. It was going to be a hard day, and although I knew the people at the church would probably bring snacks and refreshments for us, I wanted to be sure that I had a full stomach on which to work. I wouldn't realize the …show more content…
As I exited the room, I noticed the other people in the room busily setting up the church tables in the shape of an L and preparing for the first shipment of food. The tables were divided into sections garnished with a piece of plain white paper. Each paper displayed the proper food items to be placed on each section of the tables. There was a sheet for everything from peanut butter to soup to beans. Trying to absorb all the events and information around me, I raced around the room in every possible direction. I couldn't wait until our work started.
Soon after I heard the unmistakable sound of pebbles shifting under car tires and then the faint squeak of car brakes. Everyone was moving around and getting ready for the first carload of food to arrive. In the next couple of minutes, I would start to see two sides of my town to which I had never been exposed. On one side, I saw the faces of generous neighbors on the cans upon cans that appeared on the table before us. But as we started placing the cans and boxes in the back room, I thought of the people to whom my mother and others would give this food. People who needed to rely on others to nourish them;