Story in My hood

As you might know, I live in a semi "hood" but still people keep their yard clean and a lot of young kid. Just full of life. But sometimes life might not be easy for every one or a lot. Last weekend, a middle aged guy came and asked if he could mow my yard. He did not ask much. I told him that I would pay double since the backyard is even bigger. He finished the work and got paid. Well, He came back three days later and asked if he could borrow a couple dollar to buy a humberg. I told him that I only had a few coins. I went inside and tried to collect all my coins. Then I realized that all coins might not be enough. I told him that I could go to McDy to get a couple humberg for him. I could tell that he felt so embarrassed and kept telling me that he was sorry to disturb me. then started to walk away. I said it was alright and gave all the coins I had.

He came back yesterday and asked if he could mow my yard again. Well the grass just did not grow fast as he hoped^^. I told him how about he can do it this coming Wednesday. He was so disappointed and asked if he could borrow $5 and I could deduct from the next service. I told him that he can come today to help me clean the flower bed and I can grow veggie this year since I think that I only can do so many projects this summer. I gave him $5 dollar and he walked away.

Today, when I came back from Lowe's, he was waiting outside next to a SUV. Then he introduced his wife and two young kids (a boy and a girl, they are nice and cute kids). He told me that he is separated from his wife and lost his work from the State a longwhile ago. His wife has kids and she has the only car they had together. They just had a bit family together thing. He flipped that whole the flower bed, took all the weeds out and get paid (I did not deduct any). I do not know how much I could help nor any noble. But it definitely gave me a different perspective when I observe so close to others who are so less fortunate than me.

He told that he was so lost when his mom passed away and thing started falling apart. I know he constantly struggles and never knows where the next meal comes from. But he said to me just like a lot of black folks that he has faith in God and thing will work out. I am totally atheist but I feel relieved that he still sees the hope no matter where the faith comes from.

Just share a bit story of my hood.