As I look back on our Alternative Spring Break class I reflect on the journey our group has been on. When enrolling in the class I was had an eager mind, ready to dive into our service trip. Before our plane took off however, we met many times in the classroom being educated on the issues we see today with food insecurity and homelessness. Coming from my hometown of Pratt, I had never seen homelessness, only food insecurity. I had seen a homeless person before, but always in an urban setting. When hearing about the trip last semester I was very excited to educate myself about the homeless population.
Coming onto the trip I felt many mixed emotions. I was excited for service, but nervous and uneasy about what to expect from the homeless community. Once we dived into service I realized how many mazing people and organizations there are in the Washington D.C. area. My faith in humanity was restored seeing people genuinely care, making a difference in the lives of others.
The second day of the trip was easily my most powerful experience. Sitting on my bed (air mattress) before our dinner I thought to myself, “When was the last time I really received something reflecting on my service experience?”. Little did I know that I would gain what I wanted in the next couple of hours. Our group along with another service team paired up to make a dinner for 40 people to come in and eat along with us. I met a woman, Tish, and our group eventually bonded over a card game. After dinner while writing blog I realized I had the reflection I had been looking for.
The rest of the trip I had learned first-hand that many generalizations and assumptions about the homeless are completely false. Many of the homeless people I saw had jobs, were not lazy, and were not dirty. The first cause of homelessness in D.C. is affordable housing. In Wichita, I know many people that live in apartments just under $400 a month. In Washington, many if not all apartments are well over $1,000 a month. With the minimum wage being just over $10, it is impossible to be able to live in a home earning minimum wage. I believe that, if earning minimum wage one would be living in poverty, but should be able house themselves in a residence. Realizing the circumstances that many people are given, many will never get the chance to see their own home.
Looking back, this class has been a great learning experience, one I will never forget. It split right through the stereotypes of the people we helped, and I believe I gained more knowledge in that one week than I couldn’t in any classroom. As of now, I am spreading my experiences to friends and family, helping educate them on the issues I saw, and how grateful we are in our daily lives.