Homeless/sleepless ness
Well, GOOD MORNING everybody. I can’t believe this. It’s 6:30 a.m. on a Sunday morning and I’m wide awake. Blame it on Jamestown’s homeless, it’s the only thing I can think of. Not the actual homeless, just a bunch of teens that are doing a project “Homeless for 30 hours” and sleeping on the streets this weekend. It’s supposed to teach them compassion for the actual homeless. (something Jamestown, N.D., doesn’t have a lot of, some, not a lot. Homeless people, not the compassion, although they may not have either.) Anyway, I wrote a story about it for The Jamestown Sun, I’d post a link to the story, but they want you to log in and so forth, really annoying.
An E Way. I didn’t have too, but decided I’d get up at 8 a.m. this find Sunday and take photos of them in their cardboard homes before they pack it up and take showers. Those photos/story will be much better than the pre-story I did last week.
And here’s the sleeplessness part. For some retarded reason I didn’t wake up when my alarm went off at the horrible hour of 8 a.m. No. I woke up at 6 a.m. and couldn’t go back to sleep. Even after I discovered what time it was.
Now, I really am not newspaper geek enough to be so excited about this story that I can’t sleep. I can’t explain it. My body just decided it was time to be up. As for the kids sleeping on the street, I’m not sure it’s actually going to teach them compassion for homeless people. I mean, yeah, for 30 hours all they will have is $1.08 to eat. And they can’t accept food from anyone. So they will get the hungry part, at least for a short time. And later they are going to meet real homeless folk at a South Dakota mission, where they will prepare and serve them a meal.
But as for the camping on the street part, the kids I talked to are too excited about it to be actually learning what it feels like to be homeless. Maybe when I talk to them in a few hours they will have gotten it through the experience, but I don’t know… And having interviewed/met real homeless people at my previous job and seeing plenty on the street when I lived in Mineapolis, I get the idea that being homeless is less fun than the teenyboppers think it's going to be for them.
Well, that’s enough of that. I'm off to shower so I can be presentable to a bunch of stinky "homeless" kids so I can interview them for the paper. (Boy, that wouldn't sound so nice if it were read out of context.)
An E Way. I didn’t have too, but decided I’d get up at 8 a.m. this find Sunday and take photos of them in their cardboard homes before they pack it up and take showers. Those photos/story will be much better than the pre-story I did last week.
And here’s the sleeplessness part. For some retarded reason I didn’t wake up when my alarm went off at the horrible hour of 8 a.m. No. I woke up at 6 a.m. and couldn’t go back to sleep. Even after I discovered what time it was.
Now, I really am not newspaper geek enough to be so excited about this story that I can’t sleep. I can’t explain it. My body just decided it was time to be up. As for the kids sleeping on the street, I’m not sure it’s actually going to teach them compassion for homeless people. I mean, yeah, for 30 hours all they will have is $1.08 to eat. And they can’t accept food from anyone. So they will get the hungry part, at least for a short time. And later they are going to meet real homeless folk at a South Dakota mission, where they will prepare and serve them a meal.
But as for the camping on the street part, the kids I talked to are too excited about it to be actually learning what it feels like to be homeless. Maybe when I talk to them in a few hours they will have gotten it through the experience, but I don’t know… And having interviewed/met real homeless people at my previous job and seeing plenty on the street when I lived in Mineapolis, I get the idea that being homeless is less fun than the teenyboppers think it's going to be for them.
Well, that’s enough of that. I'm off to shower so I can be presentable to a bunch of stinky "homeless" kids so I can interview them for the paper. (Boy, that wouldn't sound so nice if it were read out of context.)
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