Soup Kitchen

On Friday, I went to the soup kitchen again and once again it was an awsome time there. Everytime I go I am blown away by how people who have so little can give so much and be truely grateful. Something I can learn from for shure. Anyways when I was at the soup kitchen after we gave the peole their meals, we went and talked to people. I talked to an old native man named Joe. He could tell stories for hours and I could listen to them for hours so it was a good nigh. I learned alot about the native culture and just struggles they have gone through. After that I went on street patrole and once again it was super. This time I went, it was much colder than last time and so we saw alot of homeless people on the street and provided them with a hot drink and blankets and things like mits, hats and such. But another thing I noticed was that this time alot of people were high- more than last time. At first I got really sad. Because for some of these people, you would wonder if they would make it till morning. Then I got really angry. Angry at the people in my school. So many of them get high when ever they feel like it and take it sooo lightly and don't even think about how much damage it's doing to them. And I've seen the damage it has done to people on the streets and their lives have been ruined by it. I jsut wish some of the people at my school could see it. The people on the streets do drugs for survival and the people at school do it for fun, yet the people who are doing it for survival are more affected my it negitivly. It's not fair. Anyways street patrol was really good and we helped alot of people. When I got back after, I talked to Joe again. He told me some more really good stories and we played a few games it was fun times! He even showed me how to play a game it was dandy! I love going to the soup kitchen!