I stood there shocked. It was the day after my roommates and I had thrown a huge 1. I opened the cupboards and 2 that all friends had eaten up all the food in the house.
I remembered opening one cupboard after another and feeling completely 3. There was nothing to eat. To make matters worse, we had no 4. There was not a penny until we got our pay 5 from our part - time jobs, which were over a week and a halt away. I knew I could eat one 6 meal daily at the doughnut shop where I worked, 7 I had no idea what I was going to eat for my other meals. Then I realized maybe we 8 to go to the food bank.
I believed that food banks were for 9 people and that I would take food from someone who was less 10 than I. However, I soon realized that if I didn't go, I'd have to 11. I needed food to keep my mind and 12 healthy. So I swallowed my pride and 13.
The wokers at the food bank were kind and considerate. They gave us more than enough food to help us 14 two weeks.
We all have 15 of need. We all have mounts when we have to 16 help. At that time in my life I was thankful for the food bank. Their services helped feed my mind and body so that I could 17 my education.
A couple of decades later, I find myself 18 donating food and volunteering at the food bank. The help that the food bank extended to me in my time of need will 19 be forgotten. I hope that by sharing my story, you will be encouraged to 20 your community food bank, too.
