Yesterday morning before Philip headed downtown, we all went to church to volunteer with the Food Pantry ministry. Things were a little chaotic and, as it turned out, it was one of the busiest days, with the most new clients, the Food Pantry ever had. So, our help was very needed. The boys wound up being too small to really help and it was too busy to be able to integrate them, so they played out on the playground the whole time. Philip helped fill orders and I checked in new clients. Who spoke only Spanish. Boy, had I realized I would be doing this, I would have brushed up! I had to ask questions about income and expenses, how many family members, why they needed temporary help from the church...enough to your head spin. Boy was I rusty! I felt like I was doing a terrible job, but the reality was, there were only 3 or 4 of us that spoke ANY Spanish and a HUGE crowd of non-English speakers! What an experience.
I do hope that next time we go the boys are able to really help out and get something out the experience. Next month the service project is visiting with seniors...now THAT we can handle!
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Being of the retro generation, I can see Philip as the Coppertone poster man. Some of you out there will remember the blond 3 year old girl with the dog tugging on her bathing suit shorts and revealing her sunburn.
MOM K
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