Personal Narrative: The Homeless Person Who Changed My Life

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I was part of a Girl Scout troop. Every year we would travel to an interesting place and take part in a community service project. In May of 2016, I, a warmhearted person, went with my Girl Scout troop to New York City. My kind Girl Scout leader, Miss Melinda, came up with the idea of helping the homeless when we traveled to New York. As a result, I was buoyant. I have always wanted to help the homeless, but I did not know how. When we were helping, I came across a friendly homeless man who changed my life forever. I was sympathetic. The choice of my leader’s decision made me joyful. In order to be a part of the trip, I needed to raise money. I sold cookies, nuts and magazines. As a troop, we decide to go to New York City. My troop leader decided that we were going to help the homeless. We brought in donations such as pretzels, mints, and water to the next Girl Scout meeting. We made cards too. Next, we put everything in a bag and handed them out separately in New York. The unfortunate …show more content…

I was satisfied with what I had done and after and I wanted to help people. As a result, when I came home, I picked out unwanted belongings and I donated them. I still donate items and am grateful for what I have. I was feeling sympathy for him, but I felt guilty too. He had almost nothing and was happy, whereas I had more, but was not as happy. The event made me chipper. The homeless man had an enormous impact in my life. I handed a homeless man a care package and he smiled from just a couple items I would have taken for granted. My life has been different ever since. I am more thankful for what I have. I donate items to charity occasionally, too. From this experience, I learned to show gratitude for what I have because one day, it may not be there. I was glad that I decided to go on that trip with my troop. I never knew that one smile from one person would change my entire perspective on

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