A Homeless Person

Getting a handle on homelessness of African-Americans and other minorities is even more challenging. "Even though the majority of the homeless still appear to be white, what we find is that African-Americans are over represented in the homeless population," said Nan Roman, director of the National Alliance to End Homelessness. Roman and others who work with the homeless say blacks make up anywhere between 30 percent to 40 percent of the nation's

On April 15, 2016 at approximately 0803 hours, while conducting an area patrol near Fernwood Boulevard and Oxford Road, Fern Park, Seminole County, I observed a male lying on the ground.

As I walk down the streets of my city on a warm summer morning, I see a variety of people. Every step I take I see a different person and with each person comes a different story. During my walk, I see a group of kids younger than me smoking on the corner. I couple minutes later I see a mother and her child sitting on a bench in the park. Both the mother and child have bruises on them. Finally, just before reaching my destination, I see a homeless man sitting on the sidewalk and he is asking others for money so that he can buy some food. I walk into my house and sit down on my sofa and as I am sitting there, all I can think of were the different people I saw on my walk. What are their stories? Why are those kids smoking? Why are that woman and child covered in bruises? What happened in that poor man's life? How did he hit rock bottom?

Native Americans are composed of numerous, distant tribes, bands and ethnic groups, many of which survive as intact, sovereign nations. Once a self-governing, self-sufficient people, America Indians were forced to give up their homes and their land, and to subordinate themselves to an alien culture. From the origin of their tribes in the 1500’s to the early nineteenth century, American Indians have experienced oppression. Today, American Indians are more numerous than they have been for several centuries (Andersen & Collins, 2012). Today, Native Americans have a unique

Walking down the street in any major U.S. city poses an all too familiar challenge: avoid the gaze of the scores of homeless people begging on the sidewalks. While you might spare some change to a particularly disheveled looking woman, or a couple trying to buy food for their dog, it is customary to keep your head down in fear of interacting with one of the violent, homeless drunks that litter city streets. Conflict between homeless people and the housed population is not a new phenomena in the United States. With one of the highest rates of homelessness among developed countries, homelessness in the U.S. is at epidemic levels in large cities (Agans 1). With the number of homeless people rising, the attitude of the general population

Everything in life is a matter of perspective. The villains and heroes that we encounter are decidedly their roles because of how their actions affected us and how we chose to interpret it at the time. Upon later reflection, anyone and anything can be noble or corrupt. An example being when I was in the seventh grade, a woman named Michelle moved into my life. Quite literally, since she moved into my family’s house about two weeks after meeting her. My mother, being too generous, offered her a room when she was homeless.

There are over 3.5 million homeless people in the United States alone (National Student Campaign against Hunger and Homelessness). Within this amount of people there are challenges beyond not having a home that most citizens with a home do not face that include thinking about appearance, quality and source of food, living space, and source of money. These are just a few things that non-homeless may overlook when thinking about the challenges of homelessness. The way that we as a nation perceive others around us comes into play here, because intentionally or not, homeless people are often judged based on their situation, rather than who they are. Does a communication barrier exist between the homeless and non-homeless? If so, what can be

Just recently, one of my teachers told our class “There's a story behind every face.” This line made me remember a particular face: the face of the man at the end of the alley. The man at the end of the alley is homeless, or was homeless. He moved away at the end of last year. He was a tall black guy with knotted hair, a beanie and fingerless gloves. Every morning on my way to school while driving past him, my grandfather and I would wave goodbye to the man until he disappeared as we rounded the corner. Everyday we would wave again when I returned home from school and saw him in the exact same spot, as if he never moved. Then he would wave back and, under his huge beard , you could see the biggest smile anyone could ever give. I was surprised

This experiment wasn’t really successful because we chose a place right next to the White House. But anyway, that was interesting to see the reaction from two points of view.

I enjoyed reading your post Travis. I do agree with many of your view points like, "judging a book by it's cover", and our society is based on convenience. I have compassion for homeless people, because as a child I grew up in that environment. My experience and wisdom I gained, was that anyone can become a victim of homelessness. Many people don't understand or even take the time, from their busy life, to even say Hi. The life our society portrays of the "American lifestyle" is the major reason why people rush, and hurry to make that dollar. Many place money and success as the priority of their life, and things like faith, compassion, and even family time are considered a waste of time. If people took the time to look at people as humans instead

I just saw the video and my reaction was sad. Because the barter was mean to the man that was play the role of the homeless man. How do you feel you would have reacted had you been a customer sitting at the bar when this situation happened? If I was there as a customer I would done same as the good man that brought the homeless man a burger. Even reacted like the good old man that want to call the police on the barter that want to take the money way from the homeless man. Why? Because the homeless man actor was not do any wrong their the good woman took in the restaurant give the money so he can get something to eat there, So that was his money and all he want was some to eat. He is a person too so has the right to eat at the restaurant too.

There is only one old man sitting on a bench, his name is John. He is a very wealthy man with great success. He owns many companys that sells anything dealing with school supplies. His family consists of his wife Ana, his daughter Bella, and his son Jack. His kids moved out of his house when they were both 20, now they are both 35 and 37. His daughter is doing just fine in life, she has a husband and is starting a family with him. She also has a very good job that pays great money. His son on the other hand isn't doing so good. He is homeless and he doesn't want to ask his dad for help because he will be to embarrassed. His son finally got enough courage and asked his dad for help and this changed his life for the better. HIs dad

“Better is a poor man whose walk is blameless than a rich man whose ways are perverse.”- PROVERBS 28:6. I learned the truth in this verse while living with relatives in Colorado Springs, Colorado and the time I became homeless. What comes to mind when thinking about homeless people? I remember the first time I saw a homeless person begging at an intersection. He looked scruffy, unkempt, and dirty, which really scared me because I did not know what he would do to me. He just stood there, holding a sign that read, “Out of work,

For many of us life get's so complicated and hectic that we fail to slow down and admire the beauty that surrounds us. We literally forget to stop and smell the roses that fragrance the air the we need to breathe daily, or to give thanks for the sunlight that kisses our skin and provides us with it's health benefits of vitamin D. On my commute to work I see many homeless people sleeping under the overpass and I forgot how lucky that I am to have a job, food to eat, a roof over my families head to go home to every night, warm comfortable beds to lay in and a place to shower. It's sad to say but this is the way of our lives. We forget that not everyone has the means or the ability to have the things we have.

I hear them get closer and closer as the porch creaks every step to the door. My heart feels like its pounding through my chest, and sweat is pouring off my face as I sprint in a panic. I hear the key turning and the door opening just as I jump out the window.