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A friend and I were doing some
shopping downtown when on the way to the car park we were approached by a young
boy who clearly lived off the streets.
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Excuse me. I am
not a robber and I am not going to hurt you. But I haven´t eat food in three
days and I am very hungry.
I reached into my pocket to give
him some change.
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I do not want
your money. I was wondering if you could buy me some food.
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You want a sandwich?
There is a bakery right there.
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If you don´t
mind, I like a plate of rice and beans.
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Ok. Let´s go
into that bakery. They also serve lunch and you can order whatever you want
from the menu.
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Really?
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Aren´t you
hungry?
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Oh, yes!
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Then yes, you
can order whatever you want.
We went into the bakery and were
approach by a waiter who turned to the boy and told him that he was not allowed
in there. I immediately told that waiter that he was with me and asked for a
menu.
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Here you are.
Look at the menu and order.
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I´d like the
rice, beans, fries and beef.
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And to drink? I
asked.
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Orange juice.
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You heard him.
Please make sure that he is well served.
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Oh, and if it
is not too much to ask. Could I also have a friend egg with that?
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Sure. Waiter, please give him all of that. Thanks.
The waiter took down the order
but with a despising look. I told the boy to take a seat at one of the tables
and went to the cash register to pay. I asked the cashier to make sure that the
boy was well served.
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You know lady,
he isn´t going to eat everything. He is a drug addict and always roams this
part of town.
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He said he was
hungry. I am buying him the food. I am doing what I think is right. Now whether
or not he eats it all, that is his problem. But I am not going to sit with him
to see whether he does the same way that I am not going to stick around to make
sure you serve him appropriately. I have faith in you and in him.
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We will serve
him.
With this being said, the
cashier yelled out at the waiter to treat the boy very well.
-Ok
you lunch is paid for. Take your time to eat it and if you want to take the
leftovers with you just ask the waiter. OK?
-Thank
you so much. God bless you.
My friend and I walked out of
the bakery but still hung around a while to check on the waiter. We saw that he
had taken some bread and butter to the boy´s table so we figured that they were
going to hold up their end of the bargain. We walked over to the car park
knowing that we had completed our task for the day.
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