Soup and Sandwiches

This Thursday Karen and some students, and I took the metro up to Quilpue to meet a pastor and his congregation to help serve something hot to some homeless people that live around the metro. We made traditional Chilean sandwiches: jamon y queso (ham and cheese) con mantiquille (with butter). The pastor and his friends were there ready with hot chicken soup and hot chocolate. There were a lot of students there, but the people we served didn't seem to overwhelmed. In my very limited Spanish, I had a conversation with Luis. He was just about to go to work. He goes through trash and along the street at night to find recycling. He has lived in Quilpue his whole life and has 5 brothers. One lives in Boston. My best Spanish move was asking, "Te gusta futboll?" And I lost him from there. Something about the Brazil vs S Africa came--one to zero--Brazil is playing the US--he wants the US to win...:) Bread and water may feed the belly, but I think attention to a person's passion feeds and nourishes something else entirely. Dignity?