Thanksgiving is a wonderful day that hopefully we all celebrate. This Thanksgiving was a special one for myself at least. I was able to give back to the society which is always a good or right thing to do with our economy so low. My family and I received a letter which was for charity with the heading on it, "Give to Others" reading this interested me. We read this and believed it would be a good idea, all we had to do is serve 10-25 homeless people with a Thanksgiving meal. Yes, sounds kind of strange because we wouldn't even know who would be at our house, but at the end we decided to do a good deed. We sent the letter back accepting 15 homeless strangers to our house and celebrate Thanksgiving.
Thursday morning had came, I was awaken by the marvelous smell coming from downstairs in the kitchen. Everyone was cooking up a storm bright and early while the little ones ran around the house. Counting down the hours till these people arrived at our front door, I was particularly nervous just the fact that I'm use to having a normal Thanksgiving with my family and sharing our thanks among each other. The rest of the family started arriving around 4 o'clock with big smiles on their faces. My mother reminded them that the rest of the people would arrive around 5:30 so they needed to hurry and finish preparing all the tasty food. Some of the family didn't like the fact that we accepted the offer of feeding other people on our special family Thanksgiving, so they sat back and relaxed instead of helping everyone get ready.
5:30 p.m. had arrived and a door bell had rung. Silence was heard throughout the house. My mother stopped what she was doing and went over to the door and answered it. A beautiful young lady was the first one to speak and said "Good Afternoon, may we come in" my mother of course replying "Yes." While they entered our house they began to introduce themselves to everyone in a very respectful manner. This helping me realize that these people were completely normal and not one bit different then us. Everyone had met each other and the time had come to eat. Everyone was seating and we were beginning to get served. While at the table eating the strangers were experiencing something they had not been able to in years they said. The smiles on their faces were completely priceless, some even teared up. This made me feel proud of our decisions to help others and give thanks as one, the main reason of Thanksgiving.
Thanksgiving was an unforgettable holiday this year. It was more then special, words couldn't describe it. If anyone ever has the opportunity to do such a thing you will never regret it and I highly recommend it!
Searching the web I found this website of something they do in Richmond, Va about the same as we did at our house but much larger.
http://www.thegivingheart.org/
1 comment:
That is an amazing Thanksgiving story. It inspires me to to something I've always wanted to do but was simply too lazy to get on the ball: volunteer to serve homeless people. I wanted to take my children with me to serve food because they don't really understand what it's like to be truly poor, and after reading your blog, I'm going to finally do it next Thanksgiving. Or maybe sooner--at Christmastime.
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