Thu 3 May 2007
Below is an excerpt from a beautiful reflection piece by my friend Taz. Check out the full post – God — the Policy Solution at her blog “Say What?”
The Muslim homeless couple. I know they were Muslim because the woman was wearing her head covered. They looked Arab, and in their 60s. Wrinkled and elder. This was the third time they had been at this corner. A couple of days ago they were across the street, but they had been at this corner for the past 24 hours. The first time I saw them, I almost tripped over the woman as I got out of the bus. It had been dark and I glanced down after the almost trip to see that she had a mini-grill as her source of heat. This morning I had a little more time to check out their interim home. The man was sitting on a sleeping bag, and they were flanked by two laundry carts full of their worldly goods. They had just finished their breakfast—the remnants of empty Coffee Bean cups and a canister with the Quaker Oats man was in front of them. The woman got up and started to reorganize her stuff. Out of her bundles, she pulled out a short broom and started sweeping the sidewalk in front of their belongs completely surrounded by graduate students waiting for the bus. As she swept, she had a pleasant look on her face. I wondered what could she be thinking and how she could manage to live on the streets and still maintain a pleasant look on her face. I wondered how strong of a woman she must be that under adversity, she is still able to maintain routine and create for herself a home. She glanced up. Our eyes met. She looked upon me kindly and I tentatively smiled at her. She went back to sweeping.