When I was in high school, I belonged to a club that did community service work. There was one special1that was uncommon for me. I spent three or four hours2out warm dinner to the homeless out in the streets and then in a homeless3not far from the Bay Bridge as well.
I was in high school and at the time my little sister was too 4to join in. She wanted to help, so she made many chocolate chip cookies for me to5and hand out to people. When getting to the shelter(避难所 ).I passed out the6 .I began making sandwiches and7them with the crowd. I had the boxes with my sisters8in them and began to9around offering them to anyone near me.
I moved towards an old gentleman and said, "Sir, would you like a cookie?" He stopped and 10looked at me and said. "What did you say? Did you call me sir? I told him I had, and his eyes 11a little bit and said "No one has ever called me sir in the Past 60 years." So he was completely 12when I did so.
It shocked me. I explained I had been raised that whatever a person's13and social position were, he deserved respect. It 14me to think that just because he was homeless, no one 15 him the honor. It broke my heart. I just didn't understand why no one ever called him sir, I had never thought that anyone was 16me because I wasn't raised that way. Every 17 person deserves to be treated with respect. Years later, I still18that memory and the19it taught me .Sometimes, what we take for granted can20make a difference in someone s life.
