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A Shelter for the
Homeless{{/B}} Last summer I was a volunteer (志愿者) at a shelter for the homeless, a place for homeless people to sleep at night. I wasn't working that summer and was{{U}} (21) {{/U}}only two classes in summer school, so I had some{{U}} (22) {{/U}}time. Three nights a week, I{{U}} (23) {{/U}}in the kitchen of the shelter along with four other volunteers. We planned and{{U}} (24) {{/U}}for 45 people hot meals{{U}} (25) {{/U}}vegetables, chicken, fish and fruit. The homeless people{{U}} (26) {{/U}}this good food because many of them usually didn't eat well. I{{U}} (27) {{/U}}this volunteer work, making{{U}} (28) {{/U}}with the four volunteers in the kitchen. One was a very nice elderly housewife, one a movie actor, another a young teacher, and the other a college student, like me. I talked to a lot of the homeless people at the shelter. Their life stories{{U}} (29) {{/U}}me with sympathy (同情). Some of them had{{U}} (30) {{/U}}with alcohol (酒) or drugs while others only had bad{{U}} (31) {{/U}}. One woman worked for almost 30 years for a small company, and then she lost her job. She looked for a{{U}} (32) {{/U}}job, but couldn't find one, for she was too{{U}} (33) {{/U}}. She could do nothing but sell her furniture—sofas, chairs, and tables so that she could pay for her food. The woman{{U}} (34) {{/U}}on job hunting, but she still couldn't find one. She had no money for her flat and had to sleep in her car. Then she had to sell her car. Alone,{{U}} (35) {{/U}}, and homeless, she finally came to the shelter. |