Narrative Essay On School Lunch

The year is 2010. A then nine year old me stands in line at the cafeteria, waiting to buy a lukewarm chicken patty, and a side of greasy tater tots. The cafeteria is filled with kids whose eyes are glowing. The only thought on their mind is to get back to their seats and socialize. This however, was not the case for me. Instead, I was wondering whether or not I had enough money in my lunch account to buy the standard meal. I did not.

The recession hit us hard. My father, a blue collar worker, had recently lost his job due to the failing economy. This affected my family, in the worst way possible: food. Cheese sandwich in hand, I felt all alone. To me, I was the only one in the whole world who was denied lunch, let alone in my town of upper

Between my mother preaching this ideal and being exposed to it through the girl scouts, giving back has become part of my nature. So, when my family eventually recovered from this hiccup in our lives I found an opportunity to give back. It’s called “Lunch Love”.

Having known first hand what it was like to experience a struggle in purchasing school lunch, I wanted to help change that for other kids. So, what started as a dinner table conversation turned into my own aspiring non for profit organization. I worked hard for a full year to finally implement a program in which donations collected by students and teachers went to a separate lunch account that would help pay for students who could not afford the everyday meal at school.

I created this program because it meant something to me. But in the process, I gained much more than I could ever imagine. I took initiative, and in turn gained valuable leadership skills. This also helped me develop my public speaking skills as being able to speak in front of the superintendent and the PTA for my school system was a pivotal aspect of the program. But most of all, I found that I was able to take a bad experience and make something good out of it for both myself and the rest of the