The desire to sleep late can be almost too much to resist at weekends. This Saturday morning, though, there was something important enough to get me up early. Yawning widely, I got out of bed and put on some old jeans and a T-shirt. After combing the house for work gloves, my dad came up with a pair my mother used for gardening and took them along.
We hopped(跳) in the car and headed into Boston. Guided by my directions, Dad was somehow-able to get us to our destination: a row of two-story houses. They were in the process of being built, mostly by volunteers like us.
After grabbing a huge leather tool belt, I met the people I would be working with. Virginia, James and Wilbur were all more than twice my age but treated me like a peer(网龄人). We got to work nailing the frames of walls. By lunch break I had hit what seemed like every tough spot in the whole house, and pried(撬起) countless bent nails. The rest of the day went by quickly as I gained efficiency with my hammer. Soon it was time to pack up.
As I was leaving, a woman came into the house. She saw the progress we'd made upstairs and started looking around the rooms. Then I realized who the woman was-her family would be living in the house. As she walked through each room, I could see her planning where furniture would go.
Even though I had only been there one short day out of weeks of construction. I felt a great sense of accomplishment. When these houses finished, six families would have nice homes.
Thanks go to Habitat for Humanity for giving me such an opportunity to make a difference in others' lives. Habitat for Humanity is an international organization. Local information can be found by visiting www: habitat. org. You are welcome to join and be part of the change you want to see in your community.
