I was trying to set up a race track for the boys to play with and miserably failing. A mother brought up her son to watch us. The other boys went away to play, and I stayed to pack up the race track. The mother was still there and she was trying to get her child to finish his juice. We talked a bit. She told me that she had got accepted into college but that she couldn't go because she couldn't afford it. She told me that we were very lucky to have the opportunity to get an education. I know that I am lucky, and I try hard to make most of the opportunities I have and not take them for granted, but I just didn't know what to say in that situation, and all I could think of was "yeah."
Like every other person, I complain about how hard life is and the normal things, but especially after I started visiting the rehabilitation center, I also wish that I had more chances to do things for people other than myself, and give back to the community.
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