by Rhina Guidos
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November 28, 2014
WASHINGTON — One of my favorite things about Thanksgiving is watching the children help during our annual parish dinner for our homeless brothers and sisters in Washington.
This year, a little boy serving desserts looked up with just a hint of trepidation before offering a slice of pumpkin pie to one of our guests. His family, who probably had profusely warned him about talking to strangers, had to encourage him to hand over the pie to a man he didn’t know.
“Dáselo, dáselo,” or “Give it to him, give it to him,” they said in Spanish, urging him to hand over the pie.
