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I needed to do something in my community in order to complete the community service hours required to graduate from high school. Some of my friends had signed up to spend time at a soup kitchen, so I did, too. It seemed like a good thing to do.
I thought that we would just be passing out dinners to those in need, but I found out we would be doing everything from preparing to serving the dinner. We began preparing the food, from mixing salad dressing to separating frozen meat. Much still needed to be done before dinner was served, but already outside the building many homeless people were gathering. It wasn't until a couple of hours later that we opened the doors and began serving dinner.
As the line of people came toward me, I got a little scared. I'd come face to face with the homeless. How should I act? How would they treat me? Would they hate me for having more than they did? While some of the people looked very friendly, some of them looked so dangerous. I didn't have too much time to worry about it. I was assigned (分配) to serve the salad with the lady next to me. She smiled at me and said if I needed help, she'd be right there, which I found quite comforting.
I had never seen so many people wanting food. They were of all ages and nationalities. Most of them wore clothes that were torn and dirty. Some looked like they had totally given up on life, while others seemed to be making the best of the situation, smiling and joking. Some were better off than others, but they all needed a good meal and a warm place to eat. It saddened me to think of how many people there were who didn't have a place to call home and the only food they got came from a soup kitchen.
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As they came in my direction, I put on my brightest and happiest smile.
I was so happy that I had earned my service hours in this way.
答案: As they came in my direction, I put on my brightest and happiest smile. In front of me was a continuous stream of homeless people in need of something to eat. So the next few hours I found myself busy in scooping the nearly-prepared dinner into their bowls and respectfully put them onto their hands. And it stirred me when those hungry people shuffled off, they also left with words of many blessings and much gratitude. Though my limbs were stiff and weary, yet my heart was warm. Seeing what I did make their day, I felt a deep pleasure welling up inside. I was so happy that I had earned my service hours in this way. Never had I ever experienced a more appealing situation where I was immersed in such a fabulous mood. It was truly a good and rewarding thing to do! Following the lady's advice, I even tried to befriend them. And it turned out that the seemingly dangerous people were actually quite friendly. My previous fear and concern suddenly vanished. Through the experience, apart from the service hours, I also earned something more valuable: while we can't give those needy soul a sweet home, at least we can contribute our share to warm their heart by a dose of compassion, a dose of kindness, and a bright happy smile.