Narrative Essay On Homelessness
Growing up in a middle-class family of four in the suburbs of Ohio, I consider myself to be blessed. Blessed with stable, loving parents, a roof over my head, and an education, I was practically handed all I needed to succeed in life. However, it was revealed to me that not everyone had been granted such privileges and opportunities to thrive. Although I was aware of the reality of homelessness in the community, it was not until my freshman year of high school at Archbishop Hoban that I was able to volunteer with those in need, gaining insight into exactly what that meant. My school provided interested students with the unique experience of interacting with the local homeless and less fortunate through Project HOPE, standing for “Hoban’s Outreach
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Throughout the night, we would engage in conversation and establish new friendships with interesting and kind people. I was fascinated with hearing the stories told by the people we met. It undoubtedly changed my once uneducated perspective on often stigmatized individuals, realizing they were important humans too, as deserving of love and nurture as everyone is. Some were raised in unfortunate predicaments that denied them of their basic rights, whether it be poverty, domestic violence, or abuse; all horrible issues that I was so fortunate to not have had to deal with. Some found themselves struggling with drug addiction and alcoholism, until they were left with nothing. I was able to listen to their stories, letting them know I cared, and in return providing me with their wisdom and advice. By the end of each day with project HOPE, I was certain of two things: all lives were important and mattered, despite racial, economic, or ideological differences, and everyone deserved a friend to talk to and confide in. I am glad I could put any differences aside, and be a compassionate friend to whoever needed one. From this eye-opening experience, I believe I am a better person and more inclusive individual. To be the best person one can be, it is imperative to eliminate any biases and strive to help everyone in
Throughout the night, we would engage in conversation and establish new friendships with interesting and kind people. I was fascinated with hearing the stories told by the people we met. It undoubtedly changed my once uneducated perspective on often stigmatized individuals, realizing they were important humans too, as deserving of love and nurture as everyone is. Some were raised in unfortunate predicaments that denied them of their basic rights, whether it be poverty, domestic violence, or abuse; all horrible issues that I was so fortunate to not have had to deal with. Some found themselves struggling with drug addiction and alcoholism, until they were left with nothing. I was able to listen to their stories, letting them know I cared, and in return providing me with their wisdom and advice. By the end of each day with project HOPE, I was certain of two things: all lives were important and mattered, despite racial, economic, or ideological differences, and everyone deserved a friend to talk to and confide in. I am glad I could put any differences aside, and be a compassionate friend to whoever needed one. From this eye-opening experience, I believe I am a better person and more inclusive individual. To be the best person one can be, it is imperative to eliminate any biases and strive to help everyone in