Volunteering at the soup kitchen

This week on Tuesday after school, I got chosen to volunteer at the soup kitchen in Chicago. Ms. Breuer drove the bus and Mrs. Fainmann also accompanied us on the field trip to St. Thomas' Soup Kitchen. Before arriving at the soup kitchen, I was a little anxious and nervous because I've never experienced anything like this before. My perception of what it was going to be like and how it actually was, was completely different. At the beginning, when the guide was talking to us about the rules and describing our duties, I thought the people were going to be very rude and demanding. It turns out, that they were some of the nicest, polite people I have ever met. Right away before they arrived, we held hands and said a prayer.  We did this because it was hosted by a catholic church and we wanted to pray for our food and everything we were fortunate to have. It was like a routine; part of the culture at the soup kitchen. They did this every time before they served the food. I was ordered to go around with a milk pitcher and pour milk for anyone who wanted it. I liked this job and anything else I did that night, because the look on the face when they got a fresh glass of milk, made me realize how much we take for granted. A glass of milk went so far for them. They appreciated it so much and they were so thankful to have all of the fresh food that they received. I had a great experience and I would do it again a thousand more times. It was a great feeling to know how much it meant to them , the soup kitchen and how much they appreciated every one who was there and helping them. I really hope every one has the chance to experience this like i did, because it really had a huge impact on me. It also made me realize that these people aren't threatening or mean. They are the same as us; some of them even kinder. They appreciate life more, and don't take the things we take for granted.