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"Chocolate or white?" Hannah asked the man sitting down, eating.
"Chocolate." he replied in a deep voice.
I grabbed a plastic cup and started pouring a class of chocolate milk.
The people here must not have a lot of chocolate milk. We went through at least four gallons of milk.
"Alright, what's next?" I asked as Hannah and I put the milk and cups away.
"I don't know. Most people are done, so I'm guessing clean up." Hannah replied. She shut the refrigerator door.
"That's true." I say watching everyone walk back up the stairs from which they came.
"Alright," Connie said. "Now that we're done, we'll collect the leftovers and take them to the High Rise. Who wants chicken duty?"
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Soup Kitchen Madness
NouvellesHave 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.
