Offering Help to the Poor Even When You Are Poor

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I grew up very poor and with a single mom. Often there was no money for food, and I was hungry a lot.
On my fifth birthday (1986), a couple of close family members were invited to go to a park to celebrate my birthday. No cake, no presents, not a problem. Except for my auntie. She had an envelope in her hand.
Before everyone sang happy birthday, I saw a little boy, probably my age, and a woman, digging in the park dumpster for food. Something happened to me. I begged my mom to invite them to my party but my mother was not a fan of strangers. She said no.
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I was intrigued, I didn’t know others struggled like me, it hurt my heart. I watched them as everyone sang. I watched them when my auntie handed me an envelope. I watched them as I opened it until…

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