*Hannah*
As I finish up with the last of the lettuce for the salad, I see people walk in and sit down at some of the tables. Everyone in the kitchen scrambles to finish everything.
Connie asks who would walk around and give people milk. Heather turned to me and Hunter and asked if we could do it. I looked wide eyed at Hunter as he nodded his head yes.
When everyone went back to work I turned to him and said " I can't do this. I'm not good at talking to new people."
"If you want, I can ask people what they want, and you can pour the milk." He suggested
I nodded as I walked over to get the milk out of the fridge. One gallon of white milk, and one galon of chocolate. I put them on the cart with a lot of cups. Becky started to list the anouncements, like she always did before the prayer, so me and Hunter walked over to the serving window to make it easier to hear, just like everyone else.
As I stood watching Becky something silver snapped in front of my face. I jerked back, stumbling into a few people. With my eyes wide, I turned around to see Hunter's dad standing there laughing, and wearing a silver oven mitt. Shaking my head, slightly smilling, I looked back at Becky, just in time to hear her start the prayer.
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Soup Kitchen Madness
Kısa HikayeHave you and your friends, family, or even youth group volunteer at a soup kitchen? Anything similar to Elijah's Bowl? Well, this is a true story from our day at Elijah's Bowl with our youth group.
