The Challenge Begins-

SO-I had this great blog started and then got distracted for one second and it disappeared into the oblivion of the internet!!! RRRRRRRRRR. Okay. rrrrrr. Estoy tranquila.

The first challenge officially started and we are to draft a strategic plan for the Food Bank of MSCD. You are probably thinking the same thing I thought-food bank, say wha?, when's it open and what can I get??? I think we all understand the poor college student factor. It made me think that we never consider ourselves, rich America in that category. At least I didn't. Usually when those late night commercials come on the television, they are always about children with gaunt limbs, swollen bellies and protruding ribs. Sadly, we never see the faces of hunger in our own backyard. I have been meaning to write about my experiences with the soup kitchen/sandwich line at St. Elizabeths of Hungary and also at the Food Bank of the Rockies. This I will do in a bit and a different blog so as to not to lose my current blog into the sock-stealing-dryer that is the internet.

A little background. Metro's food bank has been open since last semester and is primarily funded by on-campus entities, mainly the Student Government. Three people have been on the forefront of its maintenance, student Britney and staff members Joanna and Steve. So we have been hashing out many a plan.

I truly didn't know Metro had a need even after having been given the project at first, I was wondering what the heck was going on. Unfortunately I had succumbed to the what I feel is a widely accepted belief that we, in America, are not poor. This is really sad for me because having been adopted from India, I lived in extreme poverty, to the extent of knowing what it is like to beg for food. I forgive myself though, because I was a child and my mother has given me a wonderfully privileged life. And perhaps it's easy to separate ourselves from this idea of extreme because we don't experience it to the extent of other nations. We have all seen the images of barren lands with starving bodies strewn about dusty puzzle pieces of land...
and we don't see this here...
so, does it even exist?
Oh my gosh-YES!

There is a question of relative poverty and this I came to witness in several different ways by this project alone...I will discuss this in my next blog...it's my way of leaving you in suspense...

You know you can't wait.