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Personal Narrative Essay On Thanksgiving Day
Throughout my 13 years I have been through so far, I have thankfully not experienced losing someone really close to me, losing a prized possession, etc. Everyone hopes these things will never happen, but I know one day I will, even when trying to avoid them, it’s impossible. However, there was one moment that made me realize all the grateful things I already have around me. This day, was Thanksgiving day of 2012, in Central Park, Pasadena, when I was helping out at a little event for the homeless.

This day was to give to the people who are in adversity and need more than people who have everything they need to survive today. I vividly remember seeing all the homeless, with their ripped, malodorous blankets, clothes, and their hair frizzed up everywhere like a mountain of leaves stack on top of another. With the variety
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It seemed to me as if they haven’t eaten this good of food in years to me, which is undoubtedly true for most of them because of the little things they have with them daily. Just like how some things we experience are once in a lifetime such as traveling, or getting to meet a celebrity, was equivalent to them getting to eat on this Thanksgiving day. For all the little jacked up things they own, they probably never take for granted of just like this day. It’s sad to see how many people there are like this around us, as I go to different places around the world. One example was, I remember going to the countryside of Puerto Vallarta, Mexico last summer and it was probably just at similar as the people I saw in Pasadena. Yet, one thing I definitely saw was how burnt their skin was because they had no clothes and the old wooden houses that had no doors. They are just these little things that make me realize how blessed I actually am to have my family

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