five gallon-sized buckets were spread out on the round table.
each contained a different flavor of ice cream- cookies and cream,
mint, fudge swirl, chocolate, and sherbert. four of us girls stood
behind the table preparing for the mob of children (and the young at heart). the sun was shining, making ice cream the perfect cure for the heat. my first task was tearing open the ice cream cone packages
and spreading the cones around the table. then
the lids were taken off the buckets as someone on the stage announced, "ice cream is going to
be served in the back of the parking lot." within 15 seconds, kids came
running.
people gathered around the table and
we were in service. as each person came up to us they were asked, "what kind do you
want?" some knew right away what they wanted. others would get a
thoughtful look on his or her face like they had the biggest decision to
make of their lives. (i don't blame them. ice cream flavor choice is important).
after the first twenty people, things started slowing down.
the ice cream began turning into a shake consistency and i began to
wonder if we should keep it outside for much longer.
at that moment, a small Somalian boy walked to the table. there were only two of us
serving now. i asked, "what flavor do you want?" he hesitantly
responded, "is it free?" i quickly replied, "yes, of course it is."
a huge grin came over his face. "can i have two flavors," he
asked. "yep, which two would you like?"
after thinking for a few seconds he pointed at two of the buckets. i scooped up the slightly melted
chocolate and mint into a cone and handed it to him. he licked up the ice
cream that was already dripping down the side of the cone and looked up at
me with a smile. before he went back to his friends he timidly said, "thank you." smiling back, i replied, "you're welcome."
in that moment i realized why we were putting on the
Fallout Art Fest- to show love to our neighbors and make sure they knew that we, the Source community and nonprofit i work for, was there for them.
this little boy was not the only one who asked if the ice cream
was free. in fact, i heard it multiple times about the sno cones, meal,
and interactive art. some people assumed that this festival would cost money.
like the little boy who i handed a free ice cream cone, i always think i have to pay for things. not many events or food are free in our society. when i find out something is free my excitement level shoots up.
i'm not sure what to conclude about this, other than i am so blessed to work for an organization and be part of community that truly loves our neighbors. i don't know if it is a good or bad thing that some kids and adults expected to have to pay for the food and art at the festival.
should we expect to be given anything for free or should we expect to have to pay for everything? there is a point in working for what we get, but there is also a thing called kindness. maybe we need a balance of working for things and having some things be given to us.
all i know for sure is, i will not forgot the smile the little boy had on his face when i handed him a free ice cream cone.


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