One day I was told that I was needed to do community service, so of course being a teenager I complained and tried to think of an excuse. So the day finally rolled around when I had to go to Detroit and pass out food for the fortunate, and thinking of all the things I hear about Detroit I was a little bit nervous. So I put my gloves on and started making sandwiches and passing them and at one point I realized that these people aren't odd at all! They are just like you and me except with less money. So when I finally left to go home I couldn't help but think how luck I am to have such wonderful things and be able to eat a meal everyday. So I decided to go back to Detroit again not because I had to, but because I wanted to.