Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Relationships
Last night we did a run with nine people that was sponsored by Wendell House on campus. We made 21 bags of food to give out. This time we split up into two groups and covered more space. The main thing we noticed about this run is how many times it was pointed out that there were familiar faces. As we walked by one spot that we always see people in, a man sat up and smiled at us. “It’s good to see you again!” was what we were greeted with. He showed his gratitude and then said “I’ll see you next week!” I am happy with the fact that people are starting to realize that Lesley Delivers is here for them, even if it is raining (and I know Sarah and Jillian are too). As we begin to get familiar with people we begin to have a relationship with them, even if it is for those few fleeting seconds over a sandwich. My hope, besides the hope that they are able to get off the street, is that the people we saw a few weeks ago (and continue to see) who were scared become familiar with us too. Because maybe, if they know it is a Tuesday and someone is coming up the stairs to where they are trying to sleep, they will know it’s us. Maybe we will get a chance to see their full faces. Maybe we will get a chance to talk to them and show them that we want to move the next step in our relationship – actually handing them the bag.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Trust
It’s that time of the week again! Tonight ten of us went out and we handed out 21 bags of food. It was the beginning of the cold nights here in Cambridge, and as we walked around Harvard Square we were reminded of that fact. A few points were brought up tonight at the end reflection. While walking around one group saw two men who were trying to stay warm up a flight of stairs leading to the door of an office building. As we got up the stairs to see if they wanted any food, we found one of them scared in the corner as to who was coming up the stairs. The other was under a tarp that was pulled tight around him. However, once they both heard the word “sandwich” they realized that they had nothing to worry about and that we weren’t trying to kick them out or invade their spot. We put ourselves in their shoes for a moment at reflection and talked about how we would feel the same if a strange person was coming into our apartments or dorms. That spot is what they have to call home for that moment, and they had every right to be scared. What would you do?
The other thing discussed was trust. There was a man that one group offered a bagged dinner and an explanation as to who was giving out the food - and he politely declined. They left one on a bench later on, thinking that someone would need it. While returning from their run, the next group came across the same man and offered him their last bag. He held up the bag that was left on the bench and told us he had one. We gave him a second one anyway. It seemed that once he had the time to think about who was giving the food and also the time on his own to inspect the bag, he was able to trust it and take another. Trust is a big part of life, and even bigger when you are taking food from strangers. When we are young we are taught to do the exact opposite. “Don’t talk to strangers”, “Don’t take food from strangers”, the list goes on. But we are never taught about the times when we have to trust in human kindness in order to get us from one day to the next.
The other thing discussed was trust. There was a man that one group offered a bagged dinner and an explanation as to who was giving out the food - and he politely declined. They left one on a bench later on, thinking that someone would need it. While returning from their run, the next group came across the same man and offered him their last bag. He held up the bag that was left on the bench and told us he had one. We gave him a second one anyway. It seemed that once he had the time to think about who was giving the food and also the time on his own to inspect the bag, he was able to trust it and take another. Trust is a big part of life, and even bigger when you are taking food from strangers. When we are young we are taught to do the exact opposite. “Don’t talk to strangers”, “Don’t take food from strangers”, the list goes on. But we are never taught about the times when we have to trust in human kindness in order to get us from one day to the next.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Connection
Tonight was our second Lesley Delivers sandwich run, and we ran it with a part of White Hall. We had a large group tonight and again split up into three groups that handed out 25 bags of food overall. Almost every bag was given directly to a person when usually we have to leave a bunch in strategic places around Harvard Square. Although it is great to make human connections through this basic action of giving, we have to remember that we don’t want to see that many people out there. This means that more people have no place to go when the night and the cold comes on. In our reflection after the run we talked about how grateful the people getting the food were. We saw some with signs saying “Hungry and poor” and some playing music to keep warm. Some were able to laugh with us, and a few were able to smile with us during the exchange of a simple brown paper bag. One group was stopped by a man who is frequently sitting on a bench alone. They stopped and talked with him for a few minutes after he called them over. He didn’t need food, he needed connection. Some people go through their days without a nod or a smile. Some have incredible life stories that will go unheard because no one is willing to listen. We should all take a moment to think about what we would do if we were not able to express ourselves to loved ones. What if we didn’t have them? Who would we have to share our burdens, and who would we have to share our laughter?
Thursday, October 1, 2009
First Sandwich Run of the Semester
Hi Everyone!
It’s a brand new year for Lesley Delivers, with brand new leadership! Sarah DiGiaimo has taken on the role of Lesley Delivers president, and Jillian Zingale and I have become co-leaders. You’ll be hearing from me every week about the runs that we go on and things that we do as an organization.
This past Tuesday was our first sandwich run of the semester, and it went really well. We had 16 people come to help make the 23 bagged dinners including Merrie Rothstein and Addie Price who also led a group through Harvard Square. Once we got into the square we split up to cover the different areas we have gone to before. There weren’t that many people out, but some of the groups did talk about what it was like to be on their first run. Some talked about how they were a little nervous to go up to someone, for fear of offending people. Which begs the question, who would you ask? What makes you think that someone needs a bagged dinner? We try to think about this every run we do, and usually end it with one such question.
I recently was in a conversation in a class where the professor said “We tend to help people that are more similar to us”. I want to leave you with the thought that ran through my mind when he said that. We are all similar because we are all human, we all have a heart in our chest and breath in our lungs. Therefore, shouldn’t we try to help each other no matter what?
See you next week!
Lyndsey
It’s a brand new year for Lesley Delivers, with brand new leadership! Sarah DiGiaimo has taken on the role of Lesley Delivers president, and Jillian Zingale and I have become co-leaders. You’ll be hearing from me every week about the runs that we go on and things that we do as an organization.
This past Tuesday was our first sandwich run of the semester, and it went really well. We had 16 people come to help make the 23 bagged dinners including Merrie Rothstein and Addie Price who also led a group through Harvard Square. Once we got into the square we split up to cover the different areas we have gone to before. There weren’t that many people out, but some of the groups did talk about what it was like to be on their first run. Some talked about how they were a little nervous to go up to someone, for fear of offending people. Which begs the question, who would you ask? What makes you think that someone needs a bagged dinner? We try to think about this every run we do, and usually end it with one such question.
I recently was in a conversation in a class where the professor said “We tend to help people that are more similar to us”. I want to leave you with the thought that ran through my mind when he said that. We are all similar because we are all human, we all have a heart in our chest and breath in our lungs. Therefore, shouldn’t we try to help each other no matter what?
See you next week!
Lyndsey
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Humanity
Hey Everyone, Lyndsey again! The other night we went out on a run with Sarah DiGiaimo as the leader. It was a small group, and we didn’t see a lot of people out. We ended up leaving bags in different areas that we hoped they would be found.
I have a story that happened to me the other day that I wanted to share. I was walking through Harvard Square, in my own world, when I looked up and saw a man outside of CVS standing with a change cup. As I watched he turned into the flow of foot traffic, and got plowed into by another man who was not paying any attention and walking too fast for his own good. He knocked the man completely on the ground and then stopped. I thought that he was going to apologize and help him back up, but sadly, that was not the case. Instead this man proceeded to scream at the one on the ground about how he needed to get out of the way, and that what had just happened was entirely his fault, along with a stream of obscenities and terrible names. After he felt that his job of berating this man was done he stormed off, without lifting a finger to help him up. Once I got to him, I offered a hand and helped him off the ground. I apologized for what had just happened to him and then, as if by a knee jerk reaction, apologized for not having anything to give him. He turned to me, looked me straight in the eye and said, “No, you acknowledged me, and that’s enough.”
I almost feel no need to try and end this with some moral or lesson that people can take away from this incident. That man’s statement to me is just about as deep and as straight forward as it could possibly be. He is human, as we all are. If we don’t help each other out, than who will?
I have a story that happened to me the other day that I wanted to share. I was walking through Harvard Square, in my own world, when I looked up and saw a man outside of CVS standing with a change cup. As I watched he turned into the flow of foot traffic, and got plowed into by another man who was not paying any attention and walking too fast for his own good. He knocked the man completely on the ground and then stopped. I thought that he was going to apologize and help him back up, but sadly, that was not the case. Instead this man proceeded to scream at the one on the ground about how he needed to get out of the way, and that what had just happened was entirely his fault, along with a stream of obscenities and terrible names. After he felt that his job of berating this man was done he stormed off, without lifting a finger to help him up. Once I got to him, I offered a hand and helped him off the ground. I apologized for what had just happened to him and then, as if by a knee jerk reaction, apologized for not having anything to give him. He turned to me, looked me straight in the eye and said, “No, you acknowledged me, and that’s enough.”
I almost feel no need to try and end this with some moral or lesson that people can take away from this incident. That man’s statement to me is just about as deep and as straight forward as it could possibly be. He is human, as we all are. If we don’t help each other out, than who will?
Saturday, April 18, 2009
White Hall Sandwich Run
Leader of the night: Lyndsey Carpenter
Last night we did a sandwich run with some residents of White Hall. There were only a few people out, but we left sandwiches in different places around Harvard Square. As we were finishing our loop, we noticed that one of the bags we had left had been taken. We can only hope that it was enjoyed. At the debrief we talked about how this was some of the participants first run. Some said that they had started the night thinking that they wouldn’t be nervous, but in the end they were. We talked about how that is a normal feeling and that it was good that they knew that they could step back and just hold the bags. Because in the end, every little bit helps.
Last night we did a sandwich run with some residents of White Hall. There were only a few people out, but we left sandwiches in different places around Harvard Square. As we were finishing our loop, we noticed that one of the bags we had left had been taken. We can only hope that it was enjoyed. At the debrief we talked about how this was some of the participants first run. Some said that they had started the night thinking that they wouldn’t be nervous, but in the end they were. We talked about how that is a normal feeling and that it was good that they knew that they could step back and just hold the bags. Because in the end, every little bit helps.
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