Tuesdays with Morrie.

As you all should know. We watched a movie in class, called tuesdays with Morrie (I think thats how you spell morrie). An old man dieing of ALS filled with wisdom, seeing as he is a sociology teacher why wouldnt he be. (see what you have to look forward too Mr. Sal). He spoke alot about love and friendship. Every week was a new message, and with each new message the main character was changed greatly. and for hte better of course. Most of what I got out of his messages were the main big ones. like you cant live life without love, thats the basis of all things, is to be loved. From infants to elderly you have to be loved or its not worth living. The other was in order to live you have to know how to die. And Morrie knew how to do just that. He admitted he was afraid but he knew it would happen and he knew how he wanted to go. And he wanted everyone to hear his tale before he was gone. I myself and terrifide of getting old. I have no fear of dying what so ever. just not while im old. Seeing my grandpa in the hospital and other elderly people. I think its terrible to have to live like that. Im an active person and if i have to be confined to a chair peeing through tubes, having someone carry me and feed me like a newborn baby. I couldnt take it. So i believe the main lesson people need to learn from morrie is, "In order to live you have to first learn how to die"

The Bread Pantry...

Now you're probably wondering why I labeled this post the Bread pantry, On Thursday night I worked at a food pantry from 6 to 9:30. Handing out food to and running carts to peoples carts, the typical things. But I call it a bread pantry because when I walked in, I believe we had more bread than any other item. Probably close to the amount of can soups that were there. So what I thought was...Why did they buy all this bread, there can't be that many people that are going to take a bread loaf, especially considering they were only allowed one. And the fact that there was more bread than any other item. It Baffled me...But at the end of the night, the first thing gone..Was the Bread! I don't live in a poor district. Its not royal melbourne, but it is the standard suburb. Everyone around me seems fairly wealthy. I had no idea that There were over 300 people that night that came in and were able to take food from the pantry at St. Francis De Sales church. But now i know there are. I finished the 10 hours that were required for sociology. But by no means am I done doing community service. There is always so much to be done. even when I was there. I started by double bagging some shopping bags so they didn't rip when the people where shopping. and then I started running bags from the back to the front (the full ones that people had filled) All sorts of items. Like salads and meats donated from jewel. obviously the standard canned items that were donated from numerous individuals. But most of all..Peanut butter and Bread. yes there was more peanut butter than god himself could consume..Seriously Jelly couldn't compete even it wanted to. It was a fast 3 and a half hours. And I wouldn't mind going again. perhaps I'll bring some friends...