*Hand list and plastic bag. Sourie*
Julie's church class was asked to volunteer with the food bank of Sevres and stand in front of a small grocery store and ask for donations. I was all over this service project! Julie, however, was less than thrilled. (Reason #1,482 why I love being Mormon) Julie was the only girl that showed up from her class so thankfully I was her helper buddy. The director lady was one of those people that is so happy that it is essentially very frightening. Even though I didn't understand what she was saying, it was hard to talk to her when her sunshiney attitude was spilling over into everyone's space! I was hoping her enthusiasm would at least rub off a bit on Julie; she would've been any where but there...
I smiled more than I spoke (or understood) French and I think that attributed a bit to our success. I knew one line and I sold it! But a few people responded with a question and I was like a dear in the headlights. Nonetheless, I was so happy I got to do some service. So happy!
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