Three weekends ago my father and I went to volenteer at a soup kitchen at St. Pauls. I grew up there. As a child I went to pre-school and have very fond memories of the place and decided for my volenteer work it would be a proper place to give back to the community. I spoke about this requirement with my father and he decided that he would accompany me, seeing as he had nothing else to do that day. When we arrived I saw old teachers and not one but two of my old pre school friends just pulling in to help with the activites of the day. The first one to arrive was Robert, I remembered him running around in a Power Rangers costume while I (in a Batman costume) would have adventures together on the playground. For us? It was a big deal.
The secound person to arrive was my best friend from those years. Her name was Erica and we constantly drew together when we were little. It was all very nice to see them again and we have all since reconnected due to this meeting. So really I’m quite happy I did it.
The day’s events went like any other soup kitchen we awoke early and spent the time we had preparing and getting ready for the rest of the morning. After everything was prepped and ready Erica and I decided to go and open the doors to let everyone in. Little did we know that Robert was already outside serving bowls to everyone, which may I add he was not supposed to do. However, he inspired us so Erica and I decided to one up him. She grabed an entire pot and I rummaged around the kitchen to find the spoons and we darted outside.
My father and Robert’s father were still inside wondering where everyone was but more on that later…
As Erica and I came outside more and more people started to line up to be served, soon we realized that one pot simply would not cut it and convinced Robert to end his crusade to feed the hungry and do it the right way. Well, that and we didn’t all feel like getting yelled at by an angry nun. Both Robert and I rememberd that well.
When we cleared it with the Father we opened the doors and soon the entire hall was filled to the brim with hungry people being served. Robert and I decided the room needed entertainment in advance and checked with the Father and we were allowed to use the stage. I set up my guitar and amplifier and Robert his drum set while Erica sang. All in all? We were a hit. We did a bunch of chirstmas songs, knowing it was a bit to early but we decided it would be a nice thought either way.
My day progressed with either running around the kitchen to make more of the soup, serving about 150 people at a time, and running back onstage to play when the others went into the kitchen, only when we all had a moment did we playtogether.
The day was wonderful and honestly it didn’t feel like a school requirement but more of a humanitain responsibility. I enjoyed by time there and gained, rather, regained two of my old friends. All in all? A great day.
My workshops are soon to follow.