Last Friday, my family received about 100 boxes from Amazon-some which we ordered directly and others that came from extended family and friends. In each of these boxes, there was innumerable socks, tiny boots for tiny feet, hand warmers, and ponchos. These things were to go to the Syrian Refugees in a refugee camp in Greece that’s made of mostly orphaned kids that lost their parents in the migration process. This small camp of 80 inhabitants was running short on supplies and preparation for the rainy and cold months that followed. I spent my Friday afternoon organizing all these supplies into 80 little packages, one for each kid. Then on Saturday, I moved all 80 packages to a synagogue near our school that was serving as a collection point. These gathered supplies would then be shipped directly to the refugees who needed them most through an organization that dispenses medical supplies to areas of crisis around the world.
This experience was eye-opening to say the least. Such a small amount of supplies and effort potentially saved the lives of 80 children. It was neat to pool our supplies with those of other members of my school community. It was good to feel that these contributions were going directly to those in need—that I’m not just blindly donating to a large organization without knowing exactly where the money is going. I’m making a difference in individuals’ lives.