“The Day the Welfare Man Came”
As if it happened yesterday I can see my Mother open the front door of our little house in West Tennessee for the Welfare Man. He followed her into the kitchen, his arms loaded with paper bags full of groceries. He sat them gently on the table. The light in the room was dim as I quietly and with shame watched from the doorway. As an adult I can only imagine the shame & sadness my Mother must have felt.
My father was off on one of his sporadic “disappearances” and we were left with no money for food. I do not know at what point my Mother broke down and made that phone call for help, but she did and the Welfare Man consquently stood awkwardly in our little kitchen, arms full of groceries. She did what she had to do to feed us. All I wanted at that moment was to feel not hungry, not to be ashamed and not to be sad.
This is how millions of people in America feel every day who do not have the resources to feed themselves or their families.
There are so many things we who have resources can do to help others and to educate ourselves about hunger in America.
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to learn more about what you can do to help and to see a clip from the new film “A Place at the Table”. You can find out from this site simply by entering your zip code after clicking on “Take Action”, events and needs in your area. Write your senators & congressmen, local politicians & officials to let them know that you, as a voting citizen, care deeply about this issue.
We should all have a place at the table without an empty plate.